After 4th of July. me and Taylor hang out each and every day. And little by little we are growing closer and closer. Taylor told me that we are so close that she now calls us "cousins". She already has a friend to call "sister" so I am "cousin" Instead. I'm so happy right now. I just know me and Taylor are going to be friends forever. I help her out with her homework and she tries to help me learn gymnastics and how to dance.
"Did you actually get kicked out of ballet?" She asked me one day.
"Yeah. I wasn't good at it and the most teachers don't like having a chair chucked at their face."
I reply laughing.
Taylor give me a weird look but laughs too.
"It's okay I'll teach you how to dance. Miley Cyrus just released a pretty cool song called hoedown throwdown not that long ago. I can teach it to you."
She says smiling.
"Cool." I say happily.
"I love Miley Cyrus, Taylor Swift, and Miranda Cosgrove. Who are your favorite musicians?" She asked.
"Well.........I like Kidz bop..." I say
"Kidz bop?"
"Yeah..."
"Okay I've heard of that. Cool"
"You're cool with me liking that?"
I asked surprised.
"Why wouldn't I be? I mean that's kind of weird but I'm not going to judge you on it....." Taylor replied stretching.
"Oh....okay." I smiled at her. Okay this isn't someone else liking the music but it's got to be the next best thing! She's okay with me liking Kidz bop and she's not hating me cause of it. It has to count for something. As Taylor tries to teach me how to cartwheel I smile. Surely this was proof that my brother was wrong about people hating Kidz bop. I don't know anyone but my brother who hates it so maybe this was proof!
Meanwhile, Taylor's brother came outside. His name was Nolan, and he did not like me at all. Me and Taylor were talking.
"I have to get going home soon I have to take a pill from my grandma." I told Taylor.
"What kind of pill is it? for allergies?" She asked.
I think for a moment. I could totally lie right now. But She was cool with the kind of music I liked so I decided to tell her the truth.
"No it's a pill for my anxiety. I have Asperger's." I reply.
"YOU have ASPERGER'S?!?!?" Nolan suddenly shouted.
"AHAHAHA. Oh my gawd! I don't believe it! You're a mentally ill FREAK!!" He laughed.
"I am not!" I protested.
"You take brain medicine and you got retardism, don't ya? that makes you a METALLY ILL FREAK!" He shouted at me.
"I have Asperger's though! Not retardism!!" I complained.
"Same thing." He Huffed.
"Shut up Nolan you're the retard!" Taylor yelled at him.
"At least I don't have a retard for a friend." He Huffed.
"All your friends are retards..." Taylor replied.
Then she turned to me.
"Go take your medicine I'll be waiting here." She told me.
"Yeah! go take your brain meds ya retard!!" Nolan hollered after me as I turned to go.
I quietly walked up to my house and took the meds from my grandma.
"Just because I have Asperger's doesn't mean I'm a retard.......does it?" I wondered quietly.
