"Your house is huge! I had a friend and we used to love to walk through rich people neighborhoods on holidays to see the magnificent decorations." Baylee laughed.
"We're not rich!" Millie said as she opened her room door.
"Not rich as we walk into God's thrown room." Baylee laughed.
"One it's a bedroom and two we're not rich!" Millie laughed.
"Do you have a house cleaner?" Baylee asked.
"Yeah... so?" Millie said.
"What if I reword the word rich to well taken care of?" Baylee asked.
"I'd prefer that." Millie said.
"Alright." Baylee laughed as the short girl jumped to get onto her own bed.
"Don't laugh at me." Millie blushed a little and fixed her shorts that came up a bit.
"No it was cute! I wasn't making fun of you." Baylee said and hopped onto the bed.
"I'm short ok?" Millie laughed.
"No it was adorable I swear I wasn't making fun!" Baylee said.
"Adorable huh?" Millie grinned.
"Oh hush." Baylee blushed a little.
"Are you turning red?!" Millie smiled huge.
"N-no!" Baylee began laughing at herself.
"You are!" Millie grinned.
"Oh yeah do you want to pretend like you didn't blush when your shorts went to high?" Baylee said calling Millie out from when she jumped on the bed.
"W-what?" Millie said.
"I wasn't going to say something but you called me out first." Baylee laughed.
"Ok ok we're even." Millie rolled her eyes grinning.
"How about we ask each other personal questions." Millie said.
"Oh great. My favorite. You go first." Baylee laughed.
"How many people have you dated?" Millie asked.
"No one." Baylee said.
"Let me rephrase that, how many lovers have you had?" Millie asked.
"That's two questions." Baylee said and leaned on her knees sitting criss cross with her elbows.
"Ok." Millie said and sat closer too.
"How many people hate you dated?" Baylee asked.
"One." Millie said.
"Really?" Baylee said and raised her brows a bit surprised.
"Yes and he hurt me and used me and we don't need to talk about him." Millie said.
"Sensitive topic?" Baylee asked.
"Yeah. So what, what happened with you and a lover?" Millie asked.
"He died. End of story." Baylee spoke dryly.
"Oh... sorry... how old were you two?" Millie asked.
"Uh, 12 and 13 he was older." Baylee said.
"Well I was 13 when I dated this boy named Jacob and he used me for... popularity and he touched me in... places... so I ended it." Millie said.
"You've been touched or does it go deeper then that?" Baylee asked. What no one knew was Millie had a huge secret she was hiding from every soul on the earth and Baylee was digging in a little too deep.
