Tell Me More About You
A/N: I actually feel a bit proud of this chapter. And I'm so close to 50 votes (barely). I know it's not really an accomplishment, but you know. I'm poor.
Now on with the story.
"I'm fat. I'm fat. I'm fat," I repeat, as I lay lazily on the couch.
"Opal, can you shut up? You're not fat," Nathan says, sitting beside my fat body, as he eats a bag of chips.
"You want some?" He asks, handing me the bag in his hands.
"Did you not hear me?" I ask. "Do you want my body to explode?"
"I'll take that as a no," he says, continuing to eat. "Do you want to do something? You've been laying here for about an hour, now."
"Because my butt hurts, dumbass," I groan. "How about you try jumping off your roof?"
"Nah, I'm good," he replies.
We start hearing little footsteps traveling down the stairs. "Nathan?" asks a soft voice.
"We're in the living room, Ella," Nathan calls out.
Ella slowly walks into the living room, rubbing her eyes. "Where's Derek?" she asks tiredly.
"They already left," I reply.
"Oh," she replies, as she climbs onto the couch to take a seat next to her brother.
"Did you have a nice nap," he asks.
She nods her head slowly in reply, with a tired smile on her face.
"Good," her brother replies with a smile.
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Both of us walk out into the quiet night. I lay in the grass of the backyard, as Nathan takes a space beside me. "I wish we could see the stars," I say softly.
"Yea," he agrees, gazing up at the empty night sky.
My fingers played with the grass, as I tried my best to look for a star above.
"Wanna play a game?" He asks. I turn to look at him beside me.
"Sure," I reply.
"I ask a question about you. You ask a question about me."
My face scrunches up in confusion. "And how is this a game?"
"I don't know. Just go with it," he says.
"Okay.. Favorite color?" I ask.
"Maroon."
"Oh, cool," I say.
"Thanks. Okay, my turn.. How many boyfriends did you have in your whole life?"
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