"Ding"
Must be my phone, it that simple iPhone ring. I check my phone and it was a message on Facebook. I don't use Facebook as much as I used to. I read the name, Jace Maxis. I slide to unlock my phone and enter the 4 digit pass code.
"What does he want now" it's only been a few weeks since the first day when I met him. Why would he start talking to me now? As I was lost in though,I didn't realize I opened the message. I left him on seen until I came back to earth.
"Hey Nicole I just wanted to say I really like you, I know we haven't known each other that long but your my world"
I blush hard core, I squeal inside like those crazy fan girls. I sit there smiling at my screen, my phone auto locks I renter my pass code and being to type.
"Trust me it's not weird at all that you just met me and have a crush on me"
before I hit send I realize that's not what he said. I stop smiling like an idiot and take a deep breath and read slowly.
"Hey Nicole I just wanted to say I'm sorry, I know we haven't known each other that long but you seem pretty cool, friends?
That explained a lot as if some cute attractive guy would like a butt looking potato like me. Even if he did like me he probably wouldn't like me with out my 50 pounds of makeup on my face. Yeah I do wear a lot of makeup, not much of eyes because everyone says I don't do a good job, or raccoon eyes. I wore tons of foundation and concealer, I wore it for every scratch, pimple, mark, blemish you name it it was covered. I couldn't go to sleepovers or events with out foundation, I missed out on so many opportunities.
"Yeah no problem, it's just you look like a fuck boy, and a real asshole lol of course I'm cool and yeah if you wanna be friends go for it"
He replied with the most annoying thing ever "k" God I hate it. Since he said it I was okay I guess, he's still cute though. We text for a good 4 hours, just about random stuff, get to know each other. Every second that pasted I felt my heart beat faster. It's official I do like him, hopefully he doesn't turnout to be a fuck boy.
We talk about games, he finds out I love to play video games. I love my little pony. He finds so much about me and I barely know anything about him. It's about midnight, my eyes are watering as I yawn. I don't want to go to sleep I want to stay up and talk to Jace. I know if I stay up later I'll regret it in the morning, so I better say goodnight. As I say goodnight I feel different, I know it's over text but how I said goodnight in my head, It felt warm and butterflies like crazy.
I roll over a plug my phone in, stretch and take a deep breath. My heart slowly settles down and my eyes gently close. I was tired but for some reason I couldn't sleep, I kept tossing and turning. Something was bugging me but I couldn't tell what it was. I shrugged it off and laid there in the dark slowly falling asleep.
"Sweet dreams are made of this, who am I to disagree, I've travel the world and the seven seas everybody's looking for something."
I turn over to shut my alarm off, I pause and listen to the song. This is my favorite song, I hum along while half asleep. I hear my dad in the kitchen making my lunch, he yells at me to get up and turn off the alarm. It takes me about an hour and a half to get ready, have to get the foundation on. That takes forever since its like 5 layers I put on.
I get up I sit on my bed to think about what I'm going to wear. It's fashion Friday, I know kinda lame but I made up this thing where every Friday I dress up. No one else does it with me but I don't care I like to dress up and look nice once in a while. I only started it so I can dress up and look nice for Jace. I don't know what he likes in girls, does he like personally or does he go for looks.
I know exactly what to wear, it's one of my favorite dresses. It's short,slick has some flair at the bottom. The top of the dress is blue with black polka dots. The bottom is black with a jewel line down the side. I hope he likes it, I don't feel confident in this dress but oh well. If he likes it he likes it, if not I'll be in my crying corner if anyone needs me. I finish brushing my long brown hair and put on my pounds of makeup. I'm ready for the day, I grab my phone and back pack, lunch and head out the door. I finally get to see Jace again, a smile runs across my face.
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Fake Love or is it real?
No Ficcióna young girl name Nicole, tries to find out if her love for a boy is fake or real can she keep her love in or will she explode? or will it be to late or can she tell him how she feels Nicole thinks its weird to ask out guys, she has to find a way to...