𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊 𝟐 𝐔 - 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐡.

𝟎𝟏𝟏; 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝?

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𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞
𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝?

𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝?
- 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧' 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥

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After vinnie and I kissed, we had a lot of long talks. What we are, what it meant, our futures, sometimes about random things. We talked when we got ice cream, we talked in chem, we FaceTimed for hours and even fell asleep together.

I observe my outfit in my car mirror, I'm wearing a black tight-fit crop top and slightly baggy jeans. Vinnie gave me his letterman jacket so I wore it over.

I sit in my car in his driveway, nervousness setting upon me since I have to meet his family. I look in front of me to see his beautiful big black and brown house. I see his car, his pretty black 1969 Ford Mustang.

I take a deep breath and open my door to get out. I bring my small backpack with me, a water bottle and head to the front door.

I look around to see a friendly neighborhood, people walking and waving with manners, the dogs barking in other houses. I knock on the front door, putting on a big smile for whomever is about to walk out.

The door opens, "Hello-"

"Who are you?"

I look down to see a small, short, brown haired girl who looks about eight years old, looking up at me with a disgusted and confused face.

Do I actually look that bad?

My eyes go to vinnie who is chuckling from behind, he bends down to meet the girl, "Sofia, mama needs some help with the cookies and she asked for you."