"Here he comes," Taci shoved me into the middle of the hallway and giggles. I stood there, right in front of him, my face red and my hair messy.
"Hi, I-I'm-" I stuttered in complete fear, why was I doing this? I looked at his bright blue eyes and blonde hair. He looked confused. I cleared my throat and started again.
"Hi I'm Hunt-" I looked up and he was gone. I looked back at Taci with pity in my eyes. She cringed and walked over.
"I'm sorry bub, I thought he would be nicer," Taci admitted with a sigh. "Guys are dicks anyway. C'mon, we can't miss the bus!"
"Yeah..! I'll catch up to you in a minute!" I muttered, looking at her run to the buses. Taci was tall and had bright orange hair that I envied. She always wore some band tee shirt and a pair of ripped jeans. She had a couple piercings here and there, piercings that I could never pull off. Then I looked down at myself. My golden brown hair was boring, and my eyes were a grey-blue color, also boring. There was acne scattered across my face, and I had deformed teeth. I wore a supernatural tee shirt and black skinny jeans. I was never the prettiest person. Not at all. There was so many things I hated about myself, my social skills was no exception.
I looked down at the crumpled paper in my pocket. I reached down and grabbed it, unfolding it carefully.
Dear Luke,
I really like you. Like, a lot. And I know it's childish to give you a note telling you I like you but my social skills suck ass lmao. So, I was wondering if you wanted to go see a movie with me or something? I don't know, I'm dumb. Okay, bye.
-Hunter
I crumpled the paper back up into a ball and threw it at the ground with tears filling up my eyes. I was such a fucking idiot. Why did I ever think that would work? Why did I ever think that a guy like Luke Hemmings would like a girl like me?
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I got home and threw my bags on the couch and ran upstairs. I hated almost everything at the moment. I slammed my door shut and turned on Netflix and grabbed my cat. These were the only things that could make me feel better. I turned on Supernatural and suddenly felt a lot better. I would talk about Supernatural too much, mostly Dean. Yeah, he was my favorite. I hugged my cat closer to my face and breathed in. I felt happier, all secluded like this.
My phone suddenly started playing my fall out boy ringtone. I let my cat go and checked who was calling me. It was Taci. I picked up my phone and lye her speak first.
"Hey Hunter, are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." I lied.
"You didn't look fine."
"I promise, I'm okay."
"You sure?"
"Yeah." I fake laughed into the phone.
"I don't believe you so I'm coming over because I have a feeling you were watching supernatural and crying."
"Uh oka-" Taci hung up before I could finish.
Ten minuets later, Taci's car pulled into my driveway.
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By 3:00 am Taci and I were laughing messes. We were making stupid jokes here and there, and I had completely forgotten why I was upset. That was, until Taci suggested something.
"Hey! Let's prank call people!" She practically yelled.
"Isn't that a little 7th grade?"
"Since when do we act our age?"
"True. Let's do it."
Taci scrolled through my contacts and found Misha Collins. I had added him when he accidentally leaked his phone number on twitter. We called him and it went to voicemail. Probably because about 1,000 other people were calling him at the same time but oh well. We called numerous amounts of people. It was really funny until I noticed something.
I was scrolling through Taci's contacts when I found someone. Their contact name was "Hemmo💯💥" and I turned and looked at her.
"Who is 'Hemmo'?"
Taci grabbed her phone from me. "Nobody, why were you looking there?"
"To prank call people. And tell me why you have Luke's phone number." I choked out feeling a lump in my throat.
"Um..a couple days ago, he gave me his phone number.."
"He what?!"
"I would never ever go out with him it was more like a friend thing!"
"And you never told me?"
"Well if I did you would want his phone number!"
"Yeah I would because I like him a lot and I thought you were trying to get us together!"
"Yeah but it would be creepy and he barley knows you-" Taci stopped. She saw that I was upset.
"I'm sorry I didn't mean-"
"Whatever." I said feeling the tears roll down my cheeks. She was right, he barley knew me. I just wanted to cry. I got into my bed and pulled the covers up above my head and slept in sorrow."
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Wow that sucked but I hOped you enjoyed it bc I will be writing more of my shitty story!!
