you want me to do what?

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I stretched my body on the love seat with a yawn escaping my lips.

I looked at my phone, 12:01.

Huh, I wonder what's on Nickelodeon at this hour ...

I tapped in the channel number and icarly was on.

Right when Sam and Freddie were going to kiss, my shattered phone vibrated on my belly.

The only people that would be texting at this hour would be the only guys that text me.

I looked at the cracked screen and saw it was Cyrus.

Cyrus: you awake?
Me: I am now.
Cyrus: oh. Sorry, didn't mean to wake you
Me: I'm kidding. Whats up?
Cyrus: let's hang out
Me: ... Seriously? Its 12:05. Can't we hangout tomorrow?

I did a cat stretch and flipped over to my belly waiting for his reply,
Cyrus: what I had in plan can't be done at day time

Is it me, or did that sound kinda dirty...
Me: . . .
Cyrus: just come outside.

Ugh.

This guy that I just met a couple weeks ago wants me to meet him outside at 12:10 in the freaking morning?

Sounds kinda sketchy... Doesn't it?

I got up from the couch and switched off the TV.

I didn't have to get dressed because I was wearing the same thing I did today.

I pulled on my plain baggy black pullover and Lucy's black Uggs.

Still going with all black... Like my soul!

I got out there and he was leaning on his dads truck across the street, waiting for me.

When I got there I said, "okay, Mr. Crazy! What was so important that you made me miss Sam and Freddie kiss?"

He stood there silent with his hood up covering his face.

"Cyrus?" Poking his shoulder I pulled his hood down then shone my phone on his face.

Who I saw wasn't him...

It was a random dude I've never seen before.

The guy looked at me like I was crazy.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were my friend..." I trailed off with an awkward laugh.

I heard laughing from the driver side door.

Then out popped Cyrus.

He had a grin on his face, he patted the guys shoulder and the guy grinned too.

Um...

"Silvia, this is my buddy, Edward."

I looked at Edward, he was a buff and short looking guy, I don't know how I thought he was Cyrus; Cyrus is a slender and twig like dude compared to this guy.

Cyrus saw my face and laughed some more.

I had a flat expression on my face.

"I'm sorry, I had to do that. You thought–" he laughed more, "–he was me."

Why is this so hilarious?

"Yeah, so why did you call me out here? Its freezing out." I said and wrapped my arms around my chest.

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