Is This Pizza? -Rewriting in Progress-

(Updated) Eight -surprise!-

"Olen! Guess what!"

"What do you need Misty?"

"I just realized that I can't tell you because it will give away who I am!"

"Why do you sound equally excited?"

"I have no idea."

"Troy says hi."

"Hi, Troy."

"Troy says you keep asking about me. Are you curious?"

"Of course! I only know your name. I mean, your Troy's twin so you two look similar, correct?"

"Mhm. What do you think I look like?"

"You're tall, like Troy, six foot maybe? Brown hair, fair complexion, blue or green eyes, possibility of glasses, I'm assuming your skinny like Troy as well, unless you guys are polar opposites and you're a jock, which I highly doubt."

"Hey! But not bad. And, I'm not a jock, but I'm not a stick, like my brother. That's the only thing I'm correcting though."

"What do you think I look like?"

"Probably five eight, curly, blonde hair, pale, dark grey eyes, average size."

"Troy told you what I looked like didn't he?"

"Yes, but he didn't show me a picture."

"Is your name also Jenkins?"

"No, I told you, my mom remarried."

"What is is? Olen... Olen... Olen Sycamore! Like the tree!"

"Um... no. Nice try though. Why are you laughing?"

"Your new nickname is tree."

"I hate you."

"Awwww, you know you love me."

"Not after that nickname. Can you give me a hint on your name? I told you mine."

"Starts with a P, ends with a R, has five letters."

"Pepper, no, Parker, no..."

"I said five letters, idiot"

"You're mean."

"Thanks!

"I didn't know Poplar was a word."

"Are you Googling things?"

"...yes."

"Now that's just sad. Goodbye, tree."

"I hate you, but, anytime, mystery girl, anytime."