omegle:: hood

seven

"are you serious?"

"dead serious." i say with a wide smile.

"wow..." annabelle breaths out. "this is amazing."

i take another look at her, i didn't think she'd be this damn beautiful.

"why didn't you warn me?"

her green eyes look at me thought the screen, "warn you about what?"

"that you'd look this perfect. if you would have warned me, i could have at least done my hair or something." i run my empty hand down my face, "i'm embarrassed that i look like this, annabelle."

her cheeks turned darker as she tucked her hair behind her ear.

"you're just saying that,"

i shake my head quickly, "no i'm not."

"i would've said that you should've warned me that you were...you, but you kind of already told me a couple of times before."

"yet you never believed me."

"sorry!" she says covering her face, causing me to laugh at her cuteness.

"hey annabelle?"

"hmm?" she mumbles, uncovering her face.

"you wanna-"

a noise in the background cuts me off, making annabelle look behind her.

"what the hell are you doing?" a manly voice asks her angrily.

the screen turns black, letting me know that she had dropped her phone.

"n-nothing," i hear her answer.

i scrunch my eyebrows together in confusion. who the hell is this guy? i want her to pick up the phone so i could see him.

the screen is then filled with color again.

i see annabelle's face before it cuts off.

stranger has disconnected.

another short chapter, don't hate me!