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Reason 3.
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I was having dinner with my family, and we were talking about what's going on with our lives. Did I mention that I have two brothers? Daniel who was 19 years old, and Finn who was 15 years old.
We were all so close, and I cannot imagine a life without them.
"Who's that guy you keep hanging out with now?" Daniel questioned.
"Just some other guy," I shrugged.
"What's his name?" Mom got so excited.
"He's no one," I gazed at Finn, I knew it would be uncomfortable for him to hear his name.
"What do you mean he's no one? I saw how he smiled brightly at you when I dropped you at his house," Daniel winked at me.
"What house? When?" My dad got mad.
"Did you tell us, young lady?" My mom asked.
"Mom, you guys were sleeping and he needed me," I sighed. "Besides, it wasn't his house anyway."
"Whose house was it?"
"His best friend's house," I bit my lip.
"His best friend's house? Really, Malia?" Dad groaned. "I swear to god, if he hurts you in any way, I'll make sure he doesn't see tomorrow."
"Dad, he's... my friend," I lied.
My phone rang, and I excused myself.
"Is that him?" Mom asked, smiling slightly.
I nodded, I answered him. "Hello, dork."
They all gave me weird glances.
"Amigo, i think you're opening up."
"Trust me, I'm not."
I felt like my family are eavesdropping, god.
"Well, where's the destination tomorrow?"
"Actually, we don't have to go anywhere."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean... I want to show you the cafeteria."
"I think I know about the cafeteria."
"It's one of the reasons why, dork."
"You know that amigo means friend in Spanish, right? So why not call me Príncipe?"
"What does that mean?"
"It means prince, I think."
I chuckled, "you're a dork and not a prince."
"Elliot thinks you're insane."
"Me? Insane?"
"You decided out of nowhere to go to his house just to tell me that I stole your first kiss."
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Ten reasons why I hate you
Short Story"Why do you hate me so much?" He asked. "For many reasons," I answered. "There are ten reasons why I hate you." **