Fourteen Reasons To Say ‘No’

(I’m standing outside of the hall where my family reunion is being held, waiting for my mom to come get me. It should be noted that I’m only fourteen, though the way I’m built tends to lead people to believe I’m older. Two guys I’ve never seen before pull into the parking lot. Neither of them look over about eighteen, maybe.)

Guy: *driving* “How old are you?”

Me: *looking him dead in the face* “No.”

Guy: “What?”

Me: *again* “No.”

(He process to nod and drive off. I still have no idea what the h*** happened there, but it provided me a good laugh.)