This Is Us

Chapter 12

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Chapter Twelve

If someone would have given me a choice between sitting here, having dinner with the Kavinskys or relive one of my most embarrassing moments in my entire life all at the same time...

I'll chose the most embarrassing moment ever... ten times over! This dinner is so awkward that it's my hands are hurting trying to eat without having my utensils make any unnecessary noise on the plate. The first fifteen minutes was too quiet I could hear myself chew loudly.

Peter would give me glances here and there, with a smile. But I don't react. I'm afraid he'd see what really is in my mind. And so Finally Peter decided to start speak, so he and his mom are talking to each other. But I'm not paying attention.

I probably should try to join in, but my heart is beating too fast to even help me think. That's all I hear... Lara Jean's too quiet because I can't hear my own thoughts. Peter's mom is upset at me, I know. She's not saying it, but I could feel it like she's yelling it at me.

I want to go home.

Owen hissed out an inaudible cuss under his breath. I heard him say truck, he was playing on his phone. He had finished eating his dinner a while back.

"Owen, language. We have a guest." Mrs. Kavinsky reprimanded.

Owen just smirked. His face is still glued to the phone, "It's just Lara Jean,"

Even if he just dismissed me easily, his words actually made me feel better. His statement is saying it's normal to see me here. I'm not a guest, kind of like Peter isn't a guest at our house but he's part of the family.

Mrs. Kavinsky sighed, giving up. "If only you'd put all that energy into a sport."

The younger rolled his eyes and he looks at Peter briefly then back at his game. "You already have a jockhead."

Owen is a bit on the lankier side compared to how Peter was. He is good at sports too but he doesn't enjoy it. He loves his video games too much to be bothered. He had mentioned to me once that he wants to be a video game designer. And I know he can do it, Kitty had mentioned that Owen is one of the top of his class. (Kitty is 2 years younger than him and they go at the same middle school. Her friends don't like the fact that Owen would sometimes greet her down the halls when he ignores most of the girls who aren't part of his video games crew.)

Then Mrs. Kavinsky turns to me, this is the first time she has technically looked directly at me, "How's college life treating you Lara Jean?"

I should be happy she's talking to me but I'm too nervous that I froze.

Across the table, Peter lightly steps my toe. But only a squeak left my lips. I swallowed my nerves.

But Peter came to my rescue. "It was good. She's doing well."

And there was something in Mrs. Kavinsky expression that changed, she didn't even give Peter a second glance. It's as if she was waiting for this opportunity and Peter gave her the ammunition, "How would Peter know this? You guys were broken up for two months." She had a smile but I know it wasn't sincere.

"Mom." Peter said firmly.

Oh god, she immediately went there. She didn't even soften the blow. It's like getting slapped with cold water from being asleep for so long.