The Fill - In Boyfriend
Episode 30's

"Ninety-six days till UCLA!" Jules shouted out the window. When did he start counting down on us? He rolled up the window, reached out his hand, and turned on the radio. Then he started dancing and singing. Claire laughed and pushed her arm.

I sent an SMS to Hayden: I have tremendous patience with my enemies. Is this considered a better person?

The same frenemy I met?

Ja.

Being a better person does not mean accepting abuse.

He's not rude.

I respectfully disagree.

Is there any other way to disagree?

Many other ways, but I think respect is the most appropriate in this regard.

I laughed and Laney looked at me. “Did you send a message to your blind date?”

I smiled and she screamed.

I don't think I've ever seen you look so happy on a boy before.

That statement wiped the smile off my face. "What's? Of course I've looked happier than boys before. "

“I know, but you. . . I don't know. It's different. You have a sparkle in your eyes. "

Claire teases, "Are you shining, Gia?"

"What's? No, I barely knew him. He just said something funny. " I kept my phone. Of course I didn't let a boy come near me. Especially not Hayden. Our story is too complicated to turn into something real.

“It seems you never told us her name,” Claire said.

Because of how difficult it was for me to get his name, I felt a little protective of him. I refuse to tell them. But I know it's stupid. "Hayden."

"Hayden?" Said Jules. I'm not sure if he says it in a disgusted tone or if he always uses a disgusted tone so it's hard to know when he's really trying to express those emotions.

"Yes. Hayden, ”kataku's. “I really like his name.”

“I too,” says Claire. He stopped in the parking lot and I was happy to get out of the car. Is there always this much tension when I get together with my friends?

I had waited half a week to ask my parents about driving to UCLA with Hayden and Bec, but I knew I couldn't delay it any longer. The way my mother said, "The decision has been made," the last time we talked about the ceremony left me frozen. I rarely fight with my parents. I usually agree with them. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that I rarely fought with anyone. I don't like fighting. I strongly disagree with the people in my head, but rarely out loud.

But I can't avoid it this time. I need their permission. And thinking about the possibility of a fight with my parents made my stomach hurt.

We sat down at the dinner table eating Rotisserie Costco chicken. It's a bad sign. It meant my mother had been working all day and had no time to make food. And when she worked all day, she became even more fussy.

“I'm glad you like it,” my mom said.

How's work?

“I spent all day with a partner and they still haven't made a decision.”

“Buying a home is a big deal,” my dad said. My mother looked at him sharply and she added, "But they should probably be looking for more information online first."

Yeah, they should be.

I waited for my father to come back with another argument defending the couple, but he didn't. He keeps the peace. Both have always kept the peace. I opened my mouth and said, But your job is to show people the house, almost out. They were so close to coming out that I had to swallow. Now is not the time to say something stupid. I want to go somewhere this weekend. I need their permission.

“Jadi. . . I was thinking and I know you two can't go to the Drew awards ceremony but I wish I could go. "

"alone?" father asked.

“Remember my friends you met that night? The girl who studied with me and her brother? They offered to come with me. "

My parents looked at each other as if they could talk telepathically and were discussing their answers. My mother spoke first. "I thought we'd decide to honor Drew's wishes."

“I think Drew doesn't want to trouble us. And you don't have to go. It was just me. "

And your friends we barely know.

“You can talk to their parents. I think you really like their mother. He's very kind. " I pulled out my phone. Let me send an SMS to Hayden and get his phone number.

“Gia, we have not yet taken a decision.”

"I know, but this will help you decide one way or another."

Hi, can I have your mother's phone number?

My mother's been taken, but I know why you're interested.

Funnier. No, for this weekend. My parents need to be a little persuaded.

My mom is very good at that.

He sent me his number and I looked up, slowly. It took me a while to realize that I had a silly smile on my face. I let it fall. “Have the number. Just think. "

"I don't want to fight about this" my mother said.

We don't, Mom. We just talk. " I understood Drew at the time more than I ever had. I always thought he was trying to shake the boat when maybe all he did was express a different opinion. Maybe it's time I started expressing mine.