Tristan Medina his ex-wife at a private restaurant that Justin booked because before they broke up and Tristan wants to know can the boys have a different name I don't want them to be my dad baby brother's names it's painful know that they're not my kids and I know they're happy you're now with Just
i sigh and look down I guess so..
Tristan: thank you and I'm sorry that I have to ask that but I just can't have the daily reminder that you have the kids with Justin I mean he's my best friend and it's like a stab in the heart
I'm 18 years old male who is very attractive I'm the son of Gina and Tristan
Tristan look at you, your height is 6'3 and your weight is 170 pounds and you have a muscular and toned body and your hair is blond and your eyes are blue just like Tristan and you look just like your father at your age
Tristan look at you up and down before saying anything and says you're looking more like me every day and you're handsome just like me
Gina says sure what do you want to name them
Tristan: well I was thinking of naming them after myself, so one can be named Tristan Jr and the other one can be named Evan Michael. What do you think?
well what names do you want?
Tristan: "Well, I was thinking something like Alexander or even William"
pony is 14 and does not know about her famous parents
Tristan: I don't care if it hurts you, they will not have the same name, it's bad enough they look like the bastard
Gina: They're not bastards, and you will not change their names
I walk in as his new girlfriend who's younger than him
Tristan sees his new girlfriend who's younger than him walking into the private restaurant that he booked and he waves her over to him as he is sitting at the table that has the nice white tablecloth and silverware and the vase with the flowers and candles on the table
you don't get a say in that.
Tristan is very angry now that his ex-wife said that to him Tristan is looking at her with an angry look on his face now and Tristan say "You don't get a say in that?"
i come into the restaurant hi babe I sit down next to you
Tristan: Tristan looks up from the table Hey babe.
I'm at home sleeping with our two sons
Tristan is outside your house and he knocks on the front door a few times
Gina looks at him So, what did you want to talk about, Tristan?
Tristan: I wanted to talk about our children and their last name. I don't want them to have the same last name as mine because it reminds me too much of you.
I see tristan across the room and wave at him
Tristan looks over in your direction, spots you waving, and smiles. He then begins walking over to where you're seated.