A mystery text

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After school Lexie and I met up with our other friend Mandy , we walked over the coffee shop down the street from school, I had pulled my long brown hair back in a messy ponytail,
"Wait so he helped you up and just started hitting on you?"
Lexie and Mandy had been asking me to repeat my lunch run in with Jake.
"Yeah then I walked away."
"You walked away??"
I had not told them that part, Lexie and Mandy gazed at me in shock.
"Yeah I'm not going to give into that freak!"
"B-But."
"But what?!"
I snapped, he's not my type! No way was I gonna take part in this conversation!
"I'm going home."
I announced, I turned on my heel and left them staring after me.
...........
Once home I slid my bag off my shoulder and collapsed on the couch and flicked on the tv, a new How I Met Your Mother was on and I lost myself in the show.
"Holly is that you?"
My mother called from the next room.
"Yes it's me!" I called back to her,
"Oh good I wanted to talk to you!"
"Can it wait mom?"
She looked at me then slowly nodded and retreated back to the other room.
Just then my phone buzzed, thinking it was Lexie or Mandy I sighed and picked up the phone. I stared at the screen.
Hey beautiful glad to know you think about me.
XO
My heart began to pound, along with the text was a photo of me arguing with Lexi and Mandy!
"What the fuck?"
I gasped, I stared at the little screen, who could this be? Then I looked at the word beautiful, I thought back to my meeting with Jake
"Where you going beautiful!"
I gasped, how could he have gotten my number! I was shocked, had he overheard the whole conversation?
"Calm down"
I told myself, this meant nothing, this could be a joke played by my friends teasing me about Jake. My phone buzzed again. I gulped as I read the message:
Look outside beautiful, I'm waiting
XO

My heart began to race, I jumped off the couch and ran to the window.
"Shit"
Outside the window a BMW stood by the street and leaning into the door was Jake!
I pushed open the door and marched up to him.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?"
He just smirked
"Looking at you why?"
"How did you get my number and find out where I live?"
He flashed a smile at me and said
"I have ways."
The he hopped in is car and drove off.
I stomped my foot like a five year old and marched back to the house wondering what I had done when I accepted his seemingly helping hand.

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