Rafa's pov
I stared at the phone in disbelief. "Barbie..." I whispered to myself. How am I supposed to get my phone back now? I didn’t want to call because I didn’t know how she would react. Plus, I wasn’t sure she even realized yet.
I took a deep breath and decided to check her contacts, hoping she might have her own number saved. I found a contact labeled "Myself."
Yes!
I quickly noted the number down but hesitated to call. I decided to send a text instead.
"Hey, it's Rafa. We swapped phones by accident at the train station. Let's meet up to exchange them. I’m on my way to a fashion show, but I can meet you afterward. Let me know where you are!"
I hit send and hoped she would respond soon. For now, I focused on getting to the fashion show. As I walked, I couldn’t help but notice the music she had been listening to. Curious, I scrolled through her playlist. It was a mix of pop, indie, and some classic rock. Not bad, I thought.
Barbie's pov
I was still in disbelief when a text notification popped up. "Rafa: Hey, it's Rafa. We swapped phones by accident at the train station. Let's meet up to exchange them. I’m on my way to a fashion show, but I can meet you afterward. Let me know where you are!"
A wave of relief washed over me. At least he knew we had each other's phones. I quickly texted back.
"Brooklyn: Thank goodness! I’m heading to the mall with my friend. Can we meet there after your show?"
A few moments later, I got a response.
"Rafa: Sounds good. My show ends at 4 PM. Can you wait until then?"
"Brooklyn: Sure, I’ll be there. Let’s meet at the food court."
With that sorted, I felt a bit more at ease. I texted Robin to let her know about the mix-up, and she agreed to hang out with me until I got my phone back. Meanwhile, I decided to explore Rafa's music taste. His playlist was filled with jazz, blues, and some Latin music. It was different from mine, but intriguing.
Rafa's pov
After the fashion show, which thankfully went smoothly despite my mind being elsewhere, I made my way to the mall. I was a bit nervous about meeting Brooklyn again. There was something about her that I couldn’t shake from my mind.
I arrived at the food court a bit early and decided to grab a coffee. As I sipped my drink, I looked around, wondering if she would recognize me without the rush and panic. To pass the time, I listened to some of Barbie's music. A catchy pop song came on, and I found myself tapping my foot to the beat.
Brooklyn's pov
Robin and I got to the mall early. We did some shopping to pass the time, but I kept checking the clock, anxious to get my phone back. At around 4 PM, we headed to the food court.
I scanned the area and spotted Rafa sitting alone with a coffee. He looked up, our eyes met, and he waved. I smiled and walked over, Robin following behind.
“Hey, Rafa!” I greeted him, a bit more cheerfully than I intended.
“Hey, Brooklyn.” He smiled back. “Here’s your phone.” He handed it to me, and I gave him his.
“Thank you! I was so worried,” I admitted.
“Me too,” he replied. “It’s a good thing we figured it out quickly.”
Robin nudged me. “Introduce us!” she whispered.
“Oh! Rafa, this is my best friend Robin. Robin, this is Rafa,” Brooklyn introduced us.
“Nice to meet you, Robin,” I said, extending my hand.
“Nice to meet you too, Rafa,” Robin replied with a grin, shaking my hand. “Thanks for not freaking out about the phone swap.”
“No problem,” I said, laughing a little. “It’s an interesting story to tell, at least.”
Brooklyn's pov
I was glad the introductions went smoothly. Robin seemed to approve of Rafa, which was a good sign. “We were just about to grab some ice cream. Want to join us?” I offered.
Rafa's face lit up. “Sure, I’d love to.”
We headed to the ice cream stand and continued talking, the conversation flowing easily. It turned out Rafa had a great sense of humor, and we all found ourselves laughing and joking around.
**Rafa's POV**
As we sat down with our ice cream, I felt more relaxed. Brooklyn and Robin were easy to talk to, and I enjoyed their company. “So, Brooklyn, what kind of fashion are you into?” I asked, genuinely curious.
“Oh, I love everything from streetwear to high fashion,” she replied. “I actually design some of my own stuff too.”
“That’s awesome,” I said, impressed. “I’d love to see some of your designs sometime.”
“Sure,” she said, smiling. “Maybe we could trade playlists too. I really liked your music.”
“Deal,” I said, feeling a strange but pleasant connection forming between us.
**Brooklyn's POV**
I couldn’t believe how much fun I was having. The day had started with a stressful mix-up, but now it felt like a great chance meeting. “So, Rafa, what do you do?” I asked, curious to know more about him.
“I’m studying music production,” he said. “I play a few instruments and I’m trying to make it as a producer.”
“That’s so cool,” I said, genuinely impressed. “No wonder your playlist was so good.”
We continued talking about our passions and interests, finding more common ground than I expected. As we finished our ice cream, I felt a bit sad that the day was coming to an end.
**Rafa's POV**
As we wrapped up, I realized how much I had enjoyed spending time with Brooklyn and Robin. “This was fun. We should definitely hang out again,” I said, hoping I didn’t sound too eager.
“Absolutely,” Brooklyn said, smiling. “Maybe we can catch a concert or something.”
“I’d love that,” I replied. “I’ll text you.”
**Brooklyn's POV**
We exchanged one last smile as we said our goodbyes. As Robin and I walked away, she turned to me with a knowing look. “He’s great, Brooklyn. You should definitely see him again.”
I laughed, feeling a blush creep up my cheeks. “Yeah, I think I will.”
As we left the mall, I couldn’t help but feel excited about the unexpected turn my day had taken. Sometimes, a mix-up could lead to something pretty great.
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