I beamed at her and did a little happy dance. "Yay!"
"You just ate four pieces of pizza. You're going to eat more?" Milo asked me lowly.
I turned a glare on him.
"Don't judge me," I said.
Milo chuckled and put his hands up in surrender.
"Sorry, sorry." He said.
"Alright, come on, let's eat." Mom said.
Once we were all seated and our plates were full, Dad pulled out questions.
"So Milo, do you plan to go to college after you graduate?" He asked.
I looked at Milo, also curious about his plans.
"I do actually. I want to stay close though," he said.
I smiled at that.
"What do you plan to go for?" Mom asked.
"I want to follow in my mom's footsteps, and become a doctor," Milo said.
"Really?" I asked him.
"Why? You don't think I could do it?" He asked, amused.
"I didn't say
