Extra Credit - S01 E11

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Extra Credit - S01 E11

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 11

"I cannot believe we are watching Lincoln Pierce's kid," Harper whispered, her green eyes glued to the preschooler perched on my bed.

I had given Sadie my tablet for the night. It took a few minutes to decipher what she wanted to watch. A few head nods—and shakes—and I finally was able to get a show on for her. Now she was sitting on my half-hazardly made bed, earphones in and her teddy bear by her side.

"We don't know for sure if she's his kid," I reminded her from my spot on the floor.

"Have you seen the man?" Ella countered from her bed. "She's his kid."

I turned my head to regard Ella. "How can you be so sure?"

"First of all, he's delicious. I'm sure he gets his fair share of baby-making action," Ella said, eyes still glued to her romance novel. "Second, look at her. The resemblance is uncanny."

"I don't think they look alike at all," Harper implored from Ella's desk. "Her features are so light compared to his."

"You're not looking into it enough," Ella insisted. "Their eyes are the same shape. Even their noses are the same. Although, Lincoln's is a bit crooked."

I peered at Sadie with a calculated stare. Their features were vastly different. Sadie's blue eyes and blonde hair. Her porcelain skin held a rosy glow on her round cheeks. She was the traditional image of what an angel might look like. Lincoln, on the other hand, had the richest brown eyes I've ever seen. The dark brown colour matched his hair and in my mind I could picture his olive complexion and sharp jawline. I hated to admit it, but Lincoln Pierce was devilishly handsome. Both him and Sadie were abnormally beautiful.

I would have suggested asking Sadie about her relation to him, but I knew I would be met with silence. The little girl hadn't uttered a word to me since the day that I met her. Lincoln didn't seem too surprised by her lack of speech and it made me wonder if she spoke at all.

"Can't we just ask her?" Harper read my mind.

"She doesn't—" I started before changing direction. "I haven't heard her speak yet."

The faintest hint of a smile graced Sadie's features as she continued to watch whatever cartoon was on the screen. The tug of her lips had my heart leaping out of my chest.

"Regardless if she's related to Lincoln or not, she's freaking adorable," Ella concluded.

Harper's nose scrunched. Since I'd known her she hadn't been a fan of small children. "I suppose."

"Okay." I threw my hands into the textbook on my lap. "We need to get back to studying. Stop scrutinizing the poor girl and let's get back to work."

"You have to study," Ella said. "I'm going to enjoy my Friday night."

"Affirmative." Harper unpaused the game on her laptop.

"Are you sure you two even take classes here?" I asked.

Ella slipped off of her comforter, sliding her novel on her desk. "I'm heading out for the night. Apparently there's a graffiti party going on in the quad. I'd ask if you wanna come, but... you know," she said as she motioned to Sadie.

"I won't take it personally. Promise," I said, before twisting to the right and flicking Harper's leg. "Did you want to go with Elle? I don't want you to feel forced to stay here and babysit with me."

Harper removed an earbud and glanced down at me. "Do you know me at all?"

"Guess that answers that," I laughed.