"Faster Janice!" I cried out loud. "Wait, be patient!" She replied. "Give me his number, so I could prank call him." I shouted. "Wait Kyla! I'm still looking for Kenson's contact number" Janice said. After a few seconds Janice gave me his contact and so I called him, I mean more like prank call him. "Hello?" A rough voice asked on Janice cellphone. "This is 911 ... *HAHAHA*" I said while laughing, I wasnt able to finsh what I was supposed to say, since Janice and I kept laughing simuntaniously.
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Ahhhhhh...this was life until I made this one mistake that ruined my happiness.. I wasn't those girls who's always on their phone who always texted or chatted with their boyfriends, friends, or whoever. But, I was the sporty, playful, innocent one, well I mean I understand what the foolsish things my friends say to me but, I dont actually feel comfortable with it and I get disgusted. Everything started when I had a "crush" on the summer of my freshmen year. Ok, now let me continue my story.
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Ken, for short, ended the call."Who is this?" he texted. "This is 911, please come to the station" I replied. "Hey, tell me the truth" he texted. "Fine, this is Kyla, your batch mate, remember?" I replied. Finally, he texted me "Stop texting me!" I just seenzoned him. I was still with Janice in her car because she was gonna drop me off in my house since we just live near each other.
As always, when i reach home after volleyball practice, I eat and afterwards sleep, since all my energy is drained. Sometimes, I dont even get to eat. I just sleep right away.
I slept well and comfortably. I stretched my hands and feet and yawned one more time. I went downstairs and greeted my parents a goodmorning. "Kyla, how would you like your eggs?" My mom, Melody, asked me. "Sunny side-up please!" I said to her. My dad, Alexander was reading his daily newspaper and my younger brother, Brandon was playing with my youngest brother, Gale. I was the eldest child.
I went upstairs to get my phone and I heard a BEEP, which meant I had a messege. I got my phone to see who texted me and I saw 1 messege from Kenson. It said "Will you be my text mate". Since I had no one to text with I replied "Sure Ken". We texted alot and it became a hobby. Everyday he would text me a good morning and a goodnight. Sometimes, it was me who started.
