The Story of Us

The Story of New Discoveries

Confidence is silent. Insecurities are loud.

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It's been two weeks since I have met Parker and I can tell I have changed. I feel more confident about myself. It's not big. Not big at all. But it's enough. Enough to quiet a bit of my insecurities.

I can't stop thinking about last Monday, when Parker and I kissed. It keeps replaying in my head and I keep getting distracted in class. It's now Friday and Vinnie and I are driving to the mall, as usual. I explain to Vinnie about my little dilemma and she stays silent most of the part.

"So... you like him?" she concludes with furrowed brows. I gasp and shake my head.

"No, dear God, no." I protest quickly but even I notice my voice sounding unsure.

"Yes you do. Admit it. Aww. Lennon has a crush. Lennon has a crush. Lenny Wenny has a crush on Mr. Bad Boy." she coos and I almost forget he was supposed to be some 'bad boy'.

"Shut up." I groan and turn to face the window.

"Aww, yes you do." she giggles.

I don't like Parker. Right?

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"So, I read the first book. It is good so far. But are Jace and Clary actually siblings?" she whines and I smile as she obviously enjoyed the book.

"Not allowed to tell." I smile and she scowls.

"Well I figured tonight we can stay at your place. Order a pizza. Buy some stuff from 711. Then, I figured tonight can be the romantics night." she suggests and I groan. You know how Vinnie and I have a sleepover every Friday? Well there are four weeks in a month and we have one week all horror and one week all romantics then one week all comedy and the last week action and mystery since those two are our least favorite.

"Fine. Let's just get this over with. But we are watching Dirty Dancing. I don't care how many times I watched that. It will forever be my favorite movie." I point at her and she rolls her eyes but nods.

"It's not that bad anyway." she grumbles and we walk into the parking lot. I am leaving the mall empty-handed because I simply didn't want anything from the mall today.

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"Thanks." I smile at the pizza guy as he leaves and close the door behind him. The aroma of pepperoni pizza makes me sigh and Vinnie comes rushing into the kitchen.

"Pizza, yes." she hisses and opens the box.

"I call the table!"  I shout as Vinnie groans and sighs in defeat. You know those little plastic things they put in the middle of the pizza? Well Vinnie and I always verse each other to see who can call the object first. We call it a table because it looks like a circular table.