8. The Part Where We Dance

The blonde shifted in her seat and then finished off her glass, hovering it off to me for another, I poured her some and she started her tale again. "My mother kicked me out of the house once when I was fifteen. She... hadn't approved of what I am and how I was. Later on as I got older, she'd praise me for trying, for never giving up, but her opinion of me never really changed. The sad thing is, I am still trying to please my parents, despite my unhappiness towards the action." "You're parents are assholes." She frowned at me, not taking the joke too well. "I-I didn't mea—" From my sudden shift of emotion, Cameron laughs her ass off, "Come on, Gail, I was just kidding. Yes, they are the biggest assholes in the world." "You know you shouldn't do what you're doing just to please them. You'll never find happiness of your own, and worse-case scenario, you won't fall in love ever." I say, finishing off my glass. Cameron shrugged, "I'm working on that." When she smiles at me, I automat