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Today Kevin invited me to his house. He said since i was his " only real friend" that we should hang out more. I was going to ask Jenna to come to his house but she would just sit on her phone the whole time. I was nervous to go to his house because I didn't really even know him that well.

My moms driving me to Kevin's house right now. We both sit their awkwardly without saying a word. My mom breaks the silence by asking me a question. " Do you like Kevin ? ." My cheeks burn as if they were on fire. " no ", I reply. Do I like him? Nah I don't at all.

My mom drives away and I'm at the step of his house. His house is small and I thought it was going to be larger. It looks like an old cottage a grandma would have. I ring the rusty doorbell. It looks like it's had a rough life. An old lady opens the door. "I'm sorry I thin I have the wrong house but do you by chance have a Kevin living in your house ", I ask nervously. See my problem is I don't like talking to strangers. It's just very awkward to me. " Ahh yes I do I'm his grandma, call me grandma lill", the old lay says. i. Enter the house and look around. it looks like something someone with bland taste would decorate it like. I smile at grandma lill. "Kevin's upstairs in. His room. Go to the left and the third door on the floor.

I open his room door and he's dancing to Miley Cyrus songs . I laugh and he looks at me. He has a blue blanket wrapped around his neck.His cheeks turn bright red.

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⏰ Last updated: May 02, 2015 ⏰

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