“ But then, tell me, cause I've always wondered, why did you bully me back then in middle school?” I asked Hazel as we both sat in the sitting room spending quality time together after having a hearty breakfast on a Sunday morning.

“ Never have I ever” was the movie going on the television and it was starting to get a little bit boring.

“ Well, actually, remember that night that we uh, kissed in your house?” He started.

“ The night of the slumber party?”

“ Exactly. ...