Mom and I were talking about the Teen Choice Awards winners from the 2015 show.

"Cameron Dallas won Choice Web Star," I said.

"What's he from?"

"He's on Vine."

"What show is that?" she asked.

I looked at her dumbfounded and said, "It's not a show, Mom. It's a media site." With her still not understanding, I continued, "You know, those 6 second funny videos?"

"No," she shook her head. "Whatever. Who's the next winner?"

I sighed and read the next winner, "Dylan O'Brien from Teen Wolf wins Choice TV Scene Stealer."

"And which one does he play?"

"Stiles. Scott's best friend."

"Is that the human?"

"Yes, Mom. He's the human."

"Okay," she nodded. "Who's next?"

"Jared Padalecki won Choice TV Actor for Supernatural."

"Is that Sam or Dean?"

"He plays Sam."

"Is that the one with the kid?"

"What?" I asked. "Neither of them have kids."

"Fine, fine. Who's next?"

"Nina Dobrev for Choice TV Actress."

"Is she from The Vampire Diaries?" I nodded at her question. "How can she win if she isn't even on the show anymore?"

"I don't know," I shook off the question. "Ian Somerhalder for Choice TV Liplock."

"Is that one Stefan?" she asked.

"Damon!" I said angrily, considering he's my favourite on the show.

"Okay, okay. Calm down. Next one."

"Josh Hutcherson for Choice Movie Actor in Sci-fi/Fantasy."

"He was the one in Holes, wasn't he?"

"That was Shia LaBeouf, Mom."

She narrowed her eyes at me and said, "Are you sure?"

"You know what? I'm not saying anymore names if you don't even know them."

She laughed and said, "Teenage shows are confusing anyway."