"OH MY GOD!" I heard Whitney yell from the stairs. "Was that Vince Sexy-Face Dennis!?" From then on questions flew from her mouth. "Whit, He was only bringing me home from detention, don't get any ideas." I shook my head slightly while grinning and hopped onto the living room couch.
Whitney pouted at me. "Oh come on. We never have 'Girl talk'." She whined while flashing me puppy dog eyes. "Alright fine. Girl talk." I said finally giving up.
Wanna know more about Whitney? Her superpower is manipulation. Once when we were five, she talked me into giving her allll of my Halloween candy so the boogy man wouldn't eat me. I still remember the empty void in my heart that not even all the looney toons cartoons could fill.
"If you two ever have kids I hope they have his hair and dimples and your eyes!!!!" Whitney made a 'awwww' face like she'd seen something beyond adorable and out of this world. "I think this conversation is getting too detailed..." I said while smiling awkwardly. "This is why we don't do girl talk." Whitney gave me a pout while fighting off giggles. "Fine, no more girl talk!" Glancing at the wall clock whitney snapped her fingers. "Well little sister, its time for your favorite activity. " Whitney declared in a silly accent.
Fun fact? I have been in gymnastics since I was two. My dear mother had insisted on it. Not that I can complain, its what I'm good at. Our coaches name is Klarissa Stark, shes only 21 but much more advanced compared to me. My friend Sierra (See-air-a) used to be in my class but quit a few months ago when her family moved back to Gotham. In all honestly I can't understand why anyone would want to live there. Its practically Americas hell hole. Never the less we still keep contact.
Today our class went over Tumbling which I didn't "Love" I prefered Floor Exercise, Still Rings, Vault, Parallel Bars, and High Bar. You know the fun stuff.
Whitney actually did Lyrical Dance classes next door, but she could never do gymnastics. She quit when we were 5. Guess she didn't like being second best at something. If you hadn't yet noticed, Whit is a perfectionist and must always be on top.
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Writers note
Most of this was for an inner look on the Quinzels, but I also greatly enjoy talking bad behind my characters backs. 😏
If you want the story from a certain point of view please ask, Like from Whitney or Marcus. Maybe more from Vince? More back story from Sierra? or if you're feeling a little crazy, We could have a special visit 😉
Xoxo ~M.A.
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