My Dilemma

Chapter Four

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Chapter 4:

I opened the door and walked in to my home. I called ‘Fleur?’ and looked around. Hmm, She wasn’t back from work yet. I dumped my stuff on the sofa and searched the kitchen for something to eat. I grabbed a packet of ‘Forest Fruits Biscuits’ and a glass of Cranberry and Raspberry juice, in which I popped three frozen ice cubes in. I grabbed my stuff and headed to my room.

My room was quite big and spacious; it was rectangular and often had a lot of sunlight since I had two windows either side. One of which was a bay window at the front side of the house, which I liked; it had a retro feel, almost. The walls were painted a light cream and there was one statement wall, which was cream with blue flowers and if you looked closely it had little glittery specks on the petals. Against the wall was an oak desk, which I usually kept my books and work on but right now it had definitely too many books and paper. It looks awful, I know. Well not my fault, let’s blame exams, shall we?  

I dumped my stuff on the bed, which was near the bay window and pulled out my chemistry books and began to munch on my biscuits. Then I heard my phone beep and saw it was a text from Fleur.

‘Hey Hun, How was school? I’m gonna be back a bit late, still need to finish up here. Help yourself to the kitchen and don’t over-revise! X’                                                                                                                                   

I responded.

‘Yep it was all right, how long do you think you’ll be? And no promises x’

I began to re-re-read my Chemistry notes which I needed to shorten down because 40+ cards was not gonna work for me. I looked through my flashcards and began to make some more, covering the topics I hadn’t began to even work on yet.

After about an hour and a half, I decided to take a break. I grabbed my phone and my half-empty glass of juice and went over and sat on the window seat, and began to admire the fresh breeze through the window. I decided to roam Facebook a bit, since I hadn’t done this morning. I had a few messages, mostly from distant friends and some of those insanely annoying group chats. You know the ones with 200 people in the chat and one message saying ‘Do this or that to win a free iPad, It actually works and usually a dodgy link’. And second by second, everyone leaves. I left that chat and liked some pictures in my newsfeed and looked around at who was online. Near enough everyone was online. From the jocks to the cheerleaders. And him. By him, by now you all should I am talking about right? Jason? Well how did you know? Well Obviously!

  

Suddenly a bizarre thought crossed my mind. What If I texted him ‘Hi’, would he reply? What would he say?

I’m serious! Like would he even reply? Or would he be really awkward? After a few minutes of debating whether to actually text him and actually find out, I typed the two letters ‘Hi’. Wait! What am I doing! I cant text him! I deleted those two letters. But could I text him? I retyped the letters ‘Hi’ yet again. What would he think? Would he be like ‘what the’? No he wouldn’t, would he? He seems soo nice, from what I see and hear. But we have nothing in common, what am I gonna even chat about. But well there is no harm is trying? Is there? My finger hovered around that send button but I just couldn’t bring myself to press send. It was like there was a force surrounding the button that stopped me from hitting it.

Okay, I can do this and this is how I was going to do it. I will take a deep breath, close my eyes and just hit it. Whatever happens, happens. And you only live once so yeah, YOLO!

So I took a deep breath and my finger touched the screen.

Omg! Did I actually send it? Was my message actually sitting in his inbox right now? Has he seen it? Was he reading it this exact second. Oh My God!

I opened my eyes, completely amazed, I actually hit it.

What I saw next was just shocking yet stupid. I was stunned to see all that time I had thought I actually sent the message; my fat finger had been pressing the letter ‘p’ instead of the ‘send’ button. I had typed four-letter p’s. So the message now said ‘Hipppp’ Oh My God! That’s soo embarrassing! Why ‘p’ of all letters?

 Feeling just a tad annoyed, I deleted the p’s and I thought I should at least try again. After all that debating, I needed to get somewhere. So again I closed my eyes and hoped for the best. And I hit ‘Send’. This time, I opened my eyes before I attempted to get a tiny bit excited.

Looking at my phone, I did it! I actually did it? For a few moments there, I was in complete shock. I actually did it. I quickly checked to see if he had seen the message.

Then part of my excitement just faded. He came offline 6 minutes ago. It took me 6 minutes, probably more, to send two letters! Gosh! What am I gonna do with myself. I walked back over to my bed, popped my phone on loud and dumped it on my bedside drawer and continued to revise.

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