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she smirked. “Alright… fine. Do just this if you don't want your ex-husband to know your whereabouts.” He began,“ You must learn to become an introvert for a couple of years until he has forgotten that someone like you exists or until he stops hunting you. Can you…do this?” “Gosh!” Alvina exhaled and clasped her right palm against her face and responded to him,“ If only you knew that I was an introvert since my childhood, you wouldn't ask if I can do this to be saved. Being an introvert is my hobby.”

Jonathan responded as he walked into the house, leaving Jake and I outside. I stood at the grill, fiddling with the corn. Small talk was never a strength of mine. I was what I always described as an extroverted introvert. I enjoyed interacting with those around me only after the anxiety of meeting a new person had passed. I had tried repeatedly to overcome it, and while I had gotten better at the small talk part of it, It still didn’t come naturally to me. I had to try to do it.

As soon as he saw his classmates, he pulled one over and boasted, “Zach, this is my uncle and aunt. Aren’t they super good-looking?” Adora usually thought of herself as an extrovert, but in that moment, she was so overwhelmed by this little social tornado that she practically turned into an introvert. She wished she could hide her face. After finally dropping the kid off, she nearly fled back to the car, exhaling deeply. Louis glanced at her and chuckled. “Regret keeping him around last night?” Adora shook her head with a sigh, then asked curiously while buckling her seatbelt, “Who does he take after, anyway?”

"You're not a fan of these events, huh?" I sigh, relieved that he can tell how I truly feel. "Honestly, no. I mean, it's great to catch up with friends and all, but kissing the asses of people you dislike just to look good... it's just not my scene." Brad chuckles and clinks his glass against mine. "Here's to being introverts in an extroverted world," he says with a wink. I throw my head back in laughter, grateful for his understanding. "Cheers to that.”

I always make sure I get there first to get a good warm-up. I’m an introvert and don’t like being around others. I don’t have the patience for ignorance or stupidity, and I didn’t take crap from anyone. I am reserved and observant, making sure I keep to myself. I am not one to make friends with other wolves, but I only spoke to them when I was obligated to. I heard someone say the other day that I wasn’t approachable. It ain’t a lie, and I’m glad they noticed.

“Finally, I get to meet my favorite psychic in person. Whoa, I didn’t know you’d be close to my height in real life.” “Nice to meet you in the flesh too, Adrian.” “Oh my gosh, I love your skin. Its smooth peanut butter texture is incredible. It’s movie-star beautiful.” “Um, Thanks,” I said nervously. I’m not a fan of physical touch. I’m an introvert. But I wonder if associating with kids who have different personalities than mine would be fun. “Wait, are you reading my mind?” she asked. “No, I swear.” “Oh good, I thought maybe you were making me think something you’d thought of.”

Gavin suddenly said making our new friend laugh. "I only wish my boyfriend could be that romantic." She then commented. "How come?" I asked her curiously, but not aggressive enough for her to think that I'm prying. "He's just not the lovey-dovey type. He isn't the type that would show his affection in public." She said. "Sometimes, not even to me. We're complete opposites, to be frank. He's an introvert while I'm an extrovert, but what can I say. If you get hit by love, all you can do is love." She said as she shrugged all of her worries off.

When her younger brother was munching Doritos, her sister Evangeline yelled. I looked at my appearance in the mirror and I just wanted to be swallowed by the ground out of humiliation. I haven’t been able to tidy up myself yet, and then we had a guest, and my sister Evangeline is yelling despite seeing a teacher lecturing in front of her. I just want to vanish like a bubble. Why is this occurring in my life daily? I’m going to die of embarrassment. Unfortunately, I was an introvert who was born into an extrovert household.

In other words, the exact opposite of me. Clearing my throat, I told her about myself, “And I came here from California to get a degree in Botany. I am 17 years old, soon to be 18 by the way. And yeah, I am an introvert who likes to live in her own little world.”

Alice and I were five years apart in terms of age and I was glad because she helped me quite a lot while growing up and she literally guided and protected me. She and I were complete opposites of each other and most times, I couldn't help but envy her personality. Alice is the extroverted one, the one with the outgoing personality and the friendly one who just knew how to pull people to her whilst I'm the more introverted one, the quiet one and the one that seemed unfriendly. She grew up being loved and could relate with a lot of people easily while I, on the other hand, would rather be on my own and I didn't like it when my privacy was invaded.