Magnolia (p.t.v)

Chapter 7.

             "Ah, here we are," Vic spoke, "I'm starving." He halted, yanking me so I stopped with him. I stepped off the board gently and picked it up with my right hand. We walked to the front of Dunkin Donuts and I peeked through the window where Mike sat at a table saved for us, food waiting. When Vic and I entered, everyone's eyes glued to us and Mike looked especially confused. We looked at each other and I glanced down, realizing our hands were still intertwined. I shrieked letting go immediately and Vic's eyes widen, as his hand shift to the back of his head, awkwardly. I quickly shuffled to the table Mike sat, and plopped into a chair. Vic sat next to Mike blinking profusely. Mike's eyes shifted from me to Vic continuously and his eyes seemed as if they would pop out of his eyes.

I bit into the bagel he bought for me and he opened his mouth, "Am I missing something?"

"Vic was helping me skateboard," I replied, taking a long sip from my iced tea... lemon, mm.

"By holding your hand?" I could hear the beguilement in his voice, and he began to chuckle.

"Yeah!" I proclaimed, and that was when Tony sat down, witnessing my loud outburst. "Wow, feisty."

"What are you, five?" Mike questioned towards me, scoffing.

Tony raised his eyebrows, clueless.

"Mag and Vic held hands," He replied casually, as if it was normal. Tony's mouth formed into an 'o' shape, and he began to wiggle his eyebrows. "Oooh."

I rolled my eyes, attempting to get off topic. "How's Jaime doing?"

"He sprained his ankle," Tony answered, munching on hash browns. "Minor sprain, he'll be better in a day or two."

"Should we go visit him?" Mike questioned and Tony and I shook our heads with widened eyes.

"No, it's too early!" I exclaimed.

"You know how he gets when we wake him up too early, he's too busy with his girlfriend Camille." Tony sighed.

''Jaime has a girlfriend?" Vic asked and I laughed.

"His pillow," Tony answered, "Named her Camille."

"Oh!" He laughed and gave a thumbs up, "Smart."

Tony's phone rang and he immediately threw it at me. "Aunt Diana," He informed, sighing, knowing I was dead.

"Hello," I greeted, holding the 'o', casually.

"Magnolia Kelly Graham!" She yelled onto the line, bursting my eardrum. "Where the hell are you?!"

It was a mistake to press the phone near my ear.

"Aunt Diana, I'm at Dunkin Donuts eating..."

"Get your butt home!"

I scoffed, "I'm bringing the guys over then!"

"No problem," Tony said when I hung up. "Aunt Diana probably turned the house into the bakery."

"Wait, are you both, cousins?" Vic questioned. "Tony just called her Aunt."

I laughed, looking at Tony. "Our aunts' are married, Vic."

"Oh," He replied.

"You're not homophobic, are you?" Tony asked, and we all stared at him, skeptically.

         He looked tense, probably because we were all staring at him as if he killed five men. He shook his head multiple times. "No, no. I'm not homophobic, I think it's damn cool. I mean, love is love, y'know?" Vic reassured.