Lost it all.

I hugged my new plush giraffe, and walked between Gracie and Andy. CC had gone to the restroom.
"How tall are you little Sammy?" Andy asked.
"Guess." I replied, and looked at his tall figure.
"5'4?" I shake my head. "No... You're a little taller than Gracie.. Sooo 5'6?
" I shake my head. "Really?" I nod.
"I'm 5'5.5"
"Point 5?" I nod.
"My body doesn't want to grow that extra half inch, I've been like this since I was 15."
"And how old?"
"23."
"That's average..."
"Who not a complete number?" CC said as he came back. "Sammy over here is 5'5.5"
"That's sucks." I roll my eyes.
"Gee thanks."
"No it's kind of cute though, like you're not too tall or short, you're in the middle." I blush at his comment. I never thought of it that way. As we went back home, we were singing along many songs and danced. Andy was driving so, it was just me and the cousins. I looked at Gracie and CC and how they laughed so openly and always had a fun time. They were always smiling, that they looked like it's was some curse they had. Gracie's pink hair moved along with her and CC's black hair did the same. They couldn't be cousin, they could be more like twin siblings for all I care and believe that they share that crazy and goofy side. I looked at Andy and how he smiled as his best friend and girlfriend made fools of themselves, but it was okay to him. Our eyes met and he smiles widely. I smiled back, and looked out the window.

Notes

I'm actually 5'5.5 like seriously?!?!

atupid body.