Well this is gonna be awkard

"Hey Soph."

"Oh! hiiii, you have reeeaaalllly short hair!!"

"Yes, yes I do." I chuckle, then my younger self gasps.

"Did we ever get glasses like how we planned to get some?"

"Yes yes, I actually have contacts as well"

"ooooooooooo, Do you have a boyfriend???"

"I actually do, you'd absolutly adore him, we've been together for a year now actually"

"A year!! that's a loooong time, are you taller than him"

"Heck yeah I am"

"Yes!!! muahaha bow down coward!"

"I have something to tell you"

"What is it? Are you going to buy childlike things to help heal me? so you can feel like you've fufilled your childhood?"

"No no, not that...yet"

"hmmmmm is it the weird daydreams of making out with girls and guys?"

"Kinda, I actually have an explanation for that"

"You do! what does it mean? Am I ok? Are we ok?!"

"We're totally fine, it just means that I'm or we're Bi"

"Bi? Like Bicycle?"

"No, we like girls and boys and that's the term people like us use to tell other our sexual or romatic preferences"

"Oooh!! That's so cool!"

"It comes with a flag" I slowly bring the flag up infront of her.

"It's my favorite colors!!! Holy cow!! it's so pretty" My younger self comes and hugs me tight. "I grew up so well"

Now I try not to ball my eyes out.