#12

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#12

This is worse than watching Ron and Jen talk about finance and their jobs.

Kevin was in the front seat with his friend John, who was driving the car. Sophia had joined us as well. She was sitting with us at the backseat. Liz was in the middle and she was leaning forward and blabbing her entire life story. Or someone else's. I had no idea. She was just talking non-stop. But that was her. I thought it was adorable. I used to be like that too. I don't remember when I changed and turned into this introvert freak. Her family was even broken than mine, yet she was happy. I wish I could be like her, carefree and content with what she had. Sophia was also a part of the conversation but she seemed a little disturbed about something. She gave the occasional nod and exclamations but that's it.

John was our classmate and Kevin's best friend. They were neighbours. John and I have talked exactly once when he asked me if I was interested in being a part of the school magazine. I wasn't, so I shook my head and walked away. Yeh, that was rude. That's why when I saw him standing next to Kevin in front of my house, I was a little embarrassed. I smiled at him sheepishly and he gave me a warm smile. Standing next to Kevin, it was impossible not to notice that he was short. I always felt thrilled when I met someone I could relate with.

We were on our way to a park Kevin thought was beautiful. He had even brought packed lunch for all of us. I knew which park he was talking about. Jen had taken me there once and told me how Jen, Kevin and his brother used to go there. The park really was beautiful. I wasn't sure Liz would enjoy it because she was wild.

I was distracted from my train of thoughts when everybody made a noise. I was staring outside the window and I turned to them in shock. It took me a few more seconds to realize they were laughing. They were staring at Liz's phone and laughing. At me.

I grabbed the phone from Kevin who was holding it and saw what I wished it wouldn't be. I was in fifth grade and dressed up as a boy wearing boots and a cap. The worst part was, I was crying and that wasn't part of the script. Everybody on stage looked embarrassed and confused, and there I was right at the centre, crying.

"No, you didn't!" I cried looking at the picture.

Everybody started laughing again.

My cheeks flushed red. This was one of the most embarrassing moments of my life. And it was public now. I had totally forgotten Liz was there. I thought I had burnt away all the evidence. I absolutely forgot that she had a copy with her.

"You look so handsome crying like that!" Sophia said, after snatching the phone back from me.

"Oh c'mon. I was scared!"

"Yeh, right. She was crying because she wanted to..."

I covered Liz's mouth with my hand and glared at her.

"Tell us!" Kevin and John chanted.

Liz was struggling to push me away but I was stronger than her. Finally, she gave up and promised me she wouldn't say.

"Why don't you guys enlighten me with some moments of your own?" I asked, crossing my arms over chest like I accomplished something.

"She speaks!" John said and made me look stupid again. Well, that was fast.

"Yeh, she does." Kevin agreed.

I looked at him and he was smiling looking ahead. I never spoke to him properly; I had no idea why he said that.

Liz, as usual found another topic of interest and caught on it.

"You have no idea! She used to talk so much. She used to keep talking about anything and everything around."

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