"You did what?" Sophie screeches in an excited tone on the other end of our phone call.
"We kissed!" I say again, smiling as I talk to her.
"Taylor, this is so cute! I'm so setting you guys up." She insists.
"No! Oh my god, no way." I laugh.
"Why?" She asks, giggling.
"Because, I don't know.. Maybe if he wasn't such a jerk sometimes things would work out. But I just can't trust him right now, Sophie. Maybe the kiss was a mistake.." I sigh.
"Maybe if he wasn't so darn complicated" Sophie agrees.
"I know right?"
"It's still cute." She giggles.
I laugh, "I better go, I have to shower." I say.
"Okay, talk soon, Taylor!" She says.
"Bye!" I say.
We both end the call in sync.
I like having someone to talk to, like Sophie.
I get off my bed and walk to my bathroom.
I turn the hot water on and wait for my shower to heat up while I undress.
I'm not sure if it's just me, but the shower is where I think about and sort out most of my problems.
I get in and shiver when the hot water touches my body for the first time.
I stand there, thinking for almost an hour when my shower goes into auto-stop mode and switches itself off.
I get out and wrap a towel around me so I can dry.
I sit by my bed and pick up my phone.
Before I can even unlock it, I can see I have two missed calls from Sophie.
I unlock my phone and dial her number, waiting for her to answer.
"Taylor?" She finally speaks up at the other end of the phone.
"Hey, were you calling me?" I ask.
"Yeah, I was wondering if you'd like to come to the beach later with Cam and I?" She asks.
I hesitate.
"Yeah, uhm -sure. What time are we going?" I ask.
"I'll call over to your place in an hour?" She suggests.
"See you then." I say.
I end the call.
I'm not overly excited about the beach. I used to live right next to one back when I was a kid.
It's nothing special to me, really.
I suppose it's a way to spend time with my friends, though.
I walk to my closet and take out my baby blue strapless bikini.
It's been my favourite for over a year now.
I put it on and pull a plain white crop top over it with denim shorts and sandals.
My hair is still wet and wavy, so I leave it down.
Before I know it Sophie is over at my house.
She gives two little knocks on my bedroom door before entering.
"Hey" she says, letting herself in.
"Hey" I say, smiling.
"You look nice" Sophie says.
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The Story Of Us (a Matthew Espinosa fan fiction)
FanfictionTaylor is a fifteen year old girl who's just moved house and is starting a new school in Virginia. Being so used to moving house with her parents stupid car sales company, she is a natural at making herself fit in. But as always, there is one thing...