So on average, it's been great. The days spent in Houston were weird. When I got there, I was drowned in hugs and kisses. My grandparents or should I say Grandma Crazy (G.C.) and Grandpa Lazy (G.L.) , asked me about school.
"Oh Candice, how has school been for ya." G.C. asked.
"It's great, couldn't be better." Lie. Schools been nothing but shit. But whatever. "And so much learning being done. Gosh you'd think I'm Einstein." My mom shot me a glare. I just shrugged and turned towards G.L. waiting for his inappropriate questions or the not needed ones.
"What about that Chris kid? I liked him why aren't you dating him again?" Now that deserved an eye roll.
"I think it's because she's Lebanese?" I chuckled at G.C. trying to answer his question.
"No, grandma, I'm a lesbian. Which means I like girls instead of boys so me and Chris are just friends." They looked at me dumbfounded until one of them spoke up."Oh well, how's the girlfriend? What's she look like?" I'm asking myself the same question, I hope when I do get one she's flawless.
"Umm...I don't have one...yet but you know." I replied turning to my mother, hoping she can help me out. She obviously didn't get the hint.
"Why are you looking at me? I'm not the one asking the questions here." Wow, what great help you are, mother.
I told them, I was going to go unpack my stuff and walked towards the back of the house.
Half way there, I saw someone I've never seen ever in my life. I shrugged and kept walking.
I mostly stayed it my room for the rest of the day, texting Jessa and Chris in our group chat.
Group Chat***
J: Alyssa sat at our table today since you weren't there.
C: Yea, she didn't really talk to us.
Me: Okay. This helps me how?
J: Idk but I think she's avoiding you.
C: Naw shit. You fucking idiot.
Me: Umm.. Guys fighting about this shoot isn't gonna help.
C: I think she just needs to get over it cuz it was just a kiss.
J: No, I actually think she should be ignoring you. I mean you kissed her and left. She probably only wanted to be friends.
Me: Guys yall aren't helping and I have to go.After that long conversation, I kind of just did nothing. That week was just hanging with the family and you know how that goes.
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