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I stare at the text, my fingers hesitate to answer

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I stare at the text, my fingers hesitate to answer. How the hell did this person get my number? AND HOW THE FUCK DO THEY KNOW MY NAME?

It's from my area code, so it could be someone i know.. or someone from campus.. or maybe even WILLIAM.

William is all the way on the other side of campus though.. and the only person i know who's on the other side of campus is Aniya, but she would never give someone my number without asking for my consent.

So if it is him.. How the fuck did he get my number?

I eventually give in, my fingers flying across the keyboard as i typed,


xxx-xxx-xxxx

hi.
ur cadence right?

no this is billy.
texting you for your car extended warranty.

very funny.
your at the south side of campus, correct?

.
ok now I'm scared.
how the fuck do you know this.

maybe i'm a stalker.
haunting you.

be fucking serious
who the fuck is this

don't play coy with me, wells.
i know you know who i am.

I DONT??
JUST TELL ME WHO YOU ARE
ykw I'm blocking you
bye
don't talk to me.

then why are you still responding?
..
hello?
did you seriously block me?

LEAVE ME ALONE YOU FATASS.
FUCK OFF.

You have blocked this number.


"Cadence, please pay attention." Mr Fitzgerald's voice rang through my ears as my head picked up from my phone.

I sighed and powered off my phone and completely refocused my gaze back to my laptop.

I can still faintly hear him talking, but yet again I'm still completely focused on my computer and what I'm typing on it.

But.. my mind cant help but trace my thoughts back to the random ass number who texted me.

Who could that possibly be? how do they know my name? is it a prank from one of my friends?

"I swear.. if its a prank text from Victor, i'm gonna throw hands when he stops being sick.." I mumble, my voice coming out in ragged breaths as my fingers hesitate over my keyboard.

Victor is one of my boy best friends, and he has been since the start of our freshman years of college. His mom was a college professor until she retired on his sophomore year. So he knows the place pretty well.

When i got lost on the first day, he helped me out so i could get to class on time. And since we're also roommates, we've stayed in touch ever since.

On the topic of Victor, i grab my phone from the cup holder beside of me and open it up to my texts once again.


the dumbass <3

yo bro.
your prank was not funny.

wtf are you talking about.

haha very clever.
I'm not falling for your lies.

listen man i know i like to prank you n all that shit
but i seriously don't understand.
i haven't pranked you in the past couple weeks bc i've been sick.
trust me, if i wasn't sick i would be pranking you every day.

if if ain't you then who the fuck wasn't texting me all this creepy shit?

You have sent 1 attachment(s)

wtf
that was not me.
when did that happen?

it happened like 10 minutes ago.

i was having brunch 10 minutes ago.

...
this isn't creepy at all.
totally.

do you have any idea of who it could possibly be?

no
there from our area code but they somehow know my name, what college i go to, and what side of the college I'm in.

thats a little weird, dont you think?
i mean, think about it.
a complete and total stranger somehow got your number, and knows what college and what part of it your at.
shouldn't you report that for like—
stalking? doxxing?

THATS WHAT I JUST SAID!
this dudes probably somebody's little brother who's trying so hard to get a girlfriend.

isn't that pedophilia.

it would be if i was attracted.

good point.

wait
..
i gtg b4 my professor yells at me any longer.

have fun <33

i wont <33

LMAO


Before Mr. Fitzgerald could raise his voice, i immediately put my phone back in the cup holder.

He sighed, and then turned back to the board.

I sighed in relief, and turned back to my computer and my fingers and hands flew across the keyboard.

But now i'm wondering..
if that person wasn't Victor,
Then who the hell could that possibly be?

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