JARON P.O.V

After spending time with my cousin Clarisse, we decide to fetch her kids. As for Sam, she ditched off after eating with us. She got some things to do and I know what when she got a call then wave goodbyes to us and left.

It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived at the school it was a private school. They accepted limited students in every year. They focus more to learn quickly with each student. They have strictly rules for not allowing the students to send home without their guardians.

We were sitting in waiting area for the students to come out. It caught my attention to the one of the boys that came out looking around his guardian to fetch him. When he saw that it was not yet there he sat one of the chairs facing far from where I sat.

I stared at him as if I cannot take my eyes off him. Clarisse caught me, "Hey you are staring at that boy but in fairness he seems a little look like you when you were young."

Yes, she said was true he was a mini me. Then a little girl came near him and looked at her. A girl version of me but her skin lighter than the boy. My guess, they are siblings.

"Oh, look at your nephew and niece; they approached the kids that similar to you. You know, their mom is so pretty but simple and kind too." Clarisse said pointed the children.

"You know them?" I asked curiously.

"Yes, I know them I even chatted with their mom. However, she is not always fetching the kids because of her work. I can see how she loves her so much and the kids too were so adorable."

I cannot help but look at them again. The kids came close to us with Clarisse's children. "Hello Jaxon, hi Cady." She said.

"Hello, Mrs. Reynolds." They said together then looked at me. They were kind of confused glancing at me longer but did not say a word.

"Do not call me Mrs. Reynolds I told you to call me Aunt Clarisse since my children are your friends."

They did not respond but still stare at me. Clarisse introduced me to them. "Oh, I forgot you can also call him Uncle Jar just like Mitch and Mac calls him okay."

They nodded then some middle age woman came to them. Clarisse said, that was their long time nanny that always fetches them.

I still follow my eyes on them as they were walking to their car. I could not help but wish I had a kids like them. I do not know that feelings I felt about them.

"Jar, what do you think you are doing?" Clarisse confusingly asked me.

"What are you saying?" 

"You were pace out while looking at those kids." she said. "I think you have to start making your own, now that you are not getting any younger." She said while laughing.

"Oh, shut up!"