Paige
"Olivia no!" I laughed, as my best friend snapped a few photos of me. "Don't post any of those!" I yelled. "This one is going to Instagram." She waved a photo in my face, of me, not knowing that she took a picture of me. "Fine." I groaned. "I'm sure Braden will love it." I shot her a look. "Shut up." Olivia May have been my best friend, but she could really keep a secret. She's the best kind of friend. A secret-keeping-trustworthy kind. Perfectly the only source who knew about Braden, my crush since seventh grade.
I crawled back to my phone, and scrolling through Instagram found a picture of myself, back against the wall diddling on my phone.
"You stink." I laughed, looking at my best friend. "Like shit." She said, still looking at her phone.
The next day I was at my house, comfortably sitting when I got a notification from typers, an app kind of like oovoo or skype, that let's you face chat your friends.
I clicked on the typers icon and looked at my new notification. A message from an unknown user. I tapped it anyway, looking at the message appear.
Unknown: hey
Paige224: who is this???
Unknown: i know where u are
Paige224: srsly who is this.
Unknown: ur in ur living room aren't u???
Paige224: I'm blocking u
I clicked the block button and went in my bedroom. I sat on the bed, still shivering from the chat with the user. Suddenly my phone vibrated. I picked it up, typing my password. Another message.
Unknown: nice try
