I was standing quietly outside the door. I could hardly breathe. I didn’t know why I was making such a big deal out of this, though. The only difference, really, between Lindsey and I were two birthdays. That was it so why was I intimidated to knock on the door to go hang out with her.
You don’t have to do this, Vanessa. I told myself.
I sighed. Of course I had to this. If I didn’t, it would look stupid. I was already here so what the heck, right?
I took a deep breath. I curled my fingers into a fist and went to knock, but pulled back before following through.
I was even being self-conscious about how I was going to knock on the door.
Okay, get a hold of yourself! I scolded to myself inside my head.
I recurled my fingers into another fist and this time I knocked while holding my breath and closing my eyes. Wow, I was being retarded about this.
Five seconds had gone by and she hadn’t answered the door yet.
Ten seconds. I was about to just turn around and leave, but then… Lindsey opened the door.
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