Then, Dylan started to sprint away from Zoey. “What the hell are you doing!?” Zoey said in a loud whisper. “Just hold on a second” Dylan said ...mischievously. He had ran to a large tree with a branch just close enough to Zoey’s window where as to Dylan thought he could jump in. He had only gotten up the trunk of the tree and he had started to sweat, which was surprising because of his very tone figure. After several minutes Dylan finally worked his way to Zoey’s window. He dove in to the opened. That is not to mention that my body's son is in the battle for custody with his mind mother, mind father, body father and body mother. I feel that I can win the battle since I am actually the one that gave birth to the beautiful little boy. I still have a hard time dealing with the fact that I am a mother but I have adjusted to it.At first, I wanted to kill myself because of the shame that I was going though in being a woman. Eventually, the hormones that were flooding my body because of the. "Now I smiled. "China, was her name Delilah?" Yeah why?" she looked worried."She's here, in school. That pretty little Ebony Goddess that came with ustoday is Delilah Sampson." No way, you're kidding right?" she asked as I dialed the phone."Rachel, could you go get Delilah and bring her to the courtyard. I havesomeone who wants to meet her." Hey Del, My Momma wants to introduce you to someone. We'll be there in afew minutes," she giggled. "Del is in the middle of trying on a. ." And he did. I woke up in the morning feeling tons better than the night before. John had apparently slept in the big chair next to his bed because there was a pilow and blanket on it. 'Wow so maybe I get one lucky break this time.' I thought happily as I walked into the kitchen. "Nice of you to wake up for us Princess." God that brought back painful memories from the night before.. I smelled bacon being cooked and immediately felt hungry. I noticed that John was sitting at the table.