Stupid Over You

7

Two Weeks Later..

Friday Night.

I actually had a night to myself. I didn't really want to be bothered by anyone to be honest. Not even by Ty. I was laying on my stomach on my bed. Reading other blogs. Writing my own blog. Talking about my little almost incident back a couple weeks ago. Also how I met Ty. I think I talked about her a lot. I didn't even care actually. I really liked her. We hang out everyday. Actually, she was over this morning but she has work right now. That's fine. I'm having me time right now.

I was browsing through blogs and then I found a link to wattpad. I remembered her book. I thought that maybe I could write one too. Maybe I was good enough for one as well. I smiled. I clicked the link and the site popped up. I created an account. I called it MelxTy . I know. Corny little username. I didn't care too much.

I clicked on create a story and began to write. There wasn't really a planned out plot per say..but I think it was an alright story. It was about a girl. She wanted to be a writer. She justed moved here to New York. She met a girl... they fell inlove. But.. I wanted a tragic ending to the story.... but then I thought, people don't like that. People want something cute. Maybe I thought wrong, but I'm a hopeless romantic.

My mother walked in and turned my light off.

"Goodnight. Time to get off your laptop and go to bed." She said.

"But mom.. it's friday night." I pleaded.

"Really? Thought it was thursday. Sorry honey." She turned my light back on and left my room.

After about an hour, I posted my story. Just in about another hour I was already at 100 views.. then 500.. and soon 1,000. I was so excited. I called Ty on the phone. She answered.

"TYYYYYY" I screamed excitedly.

"Woahh, what's up?"

"I posted a story. Oh my goshhhh people like it. it's at 1,000." I clicked the refresh button. "Now it's at 1,500. I'm so happy." I almost fell off my bed getting all excited.

"Wow...seems like you're a better writer then I am. I'm happy for you though." She seemed a little upset.

"You okay love...? You seem down." I asked sounding worried.

"I'm fine. I'll see you tomorrow. Goodnight love." She said.

"Goodnight hon."

We hung up. I was worried. But it probably isn't a big deal. I was so excited to have this story popular. I spent all night writing anf writing.