Piper's Stimuluss: A Narrative Fiction

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After I finished telling my side of the story, I asked Piper and Julian for theirs.

"You should have been there, Sandy! Julian used so many of the stereotypical British slangs. He was like, 'Gabe, why are you wearing knickers in the middle of winter!' You should have seen Gabe's face! Oh, and Jenna was kind of surprised how we got together. I don't think she believed us," Piper explained.

"Eh. Who cares about Jenna? Tell me more!" I insisted.

"Oh okay. Julian also said some things in Spanish to Gabe. I couldn't really understand since he speaks Spanish from Spain," Piper said sadly. Piper really loved learning foreign languages especially Spanish. In school, Spanish language focused mainly on the Spanish that was spoken in the Latin American
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I could see blinking lights, but nothing other than that. I wished I had perfect vision. But then again, it was raining pretty hard.

Julian slammed his hand on the steering wheel, and we heard a loud honk.

"What was that for?" I asked him surprised.

"I think the person needs help. The blinkers are on. Maybe the car broke down or something," he explained nodding towards lights.

"Who cares? Let's skedaddle. I need to get home. I still smell like Axe perfume!"

Neither Julian nor Piper bothered responding to me. I huffed and leaned against the back of the seat.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on Julian's window. I nearly jumped. Piper looked scared as she looked at me and then turned towards Julian's window.

Slowly, Julian lowered the window. A very familiar face appeared with a smile.

I groaned.

"Lucas?" Julian said bewildered.

"Julian?" Apparently, the two cousins didn't see that coming. Not to lie, neither did anyone else.

"Julian, start the car and hit the road," I whispered next to his ear. "Escape while we still have the chance."

Julian looked over his shoulder at me. I leaned back? I didn't like being close to people too much. My personal bubble was always with me. He shook his head at
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"Because it's all around you," Lucas added from the side.

I rolled my eyes at them. "Don't be ridiculous, Lucas." He stuck his tongue out at me. Guys my age were so immature.

"So, you don't believe in love at all?" Julian asked. How much more clear could I be?

"No, Julian," I said with a sigh.

"What if I help you realize that love does exist?" Julian said with a small, dimpled smile.

Lucas and I were both looking at him in surprise, now.

"Try all you must, but hate is all that is present. Maybe you'll end up taking back your words, Julian Aylmer," I said confidently.

I don't even know why people thought the term L-o-v-e existed.

L-o-v-e: something that only exists in books, movies, and television. But I choose to live in the real world and face the reality of the things. Heck, I have never said that word. It falls under the category of bad words, and we all know we shouldn't use bad words.

"Wow, hater alert," Lucas said playfully.

I narrowed my eyes at him and said, "Shut up."

He made a face at me but said nothing. I turned back to Julian.

"It's a deal," he said as he stuck out his right hand for me to shake.

With a small grin, I stuck out my left

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