Stall Doors (You/Dinah)

Chapter Four

"Daya, can I use your phone?" I whisper as softly as I could in the sleeping girl's ear. "What was that? Yes? Thanks cuz." I pat her on the head, grabbing her phone off the charger before making my way back into my room.

I flop down onto my bed as I unlock her phone. I immediately go into her messages, curious as fuck about her weird 'friendship' with Lauren.

"Oh my fucking lordy." I mutter under my breath, eyes widening at all the pictures that Lauren sent. Who knew that Lauren had a fucking banging body under all that hippie clothes.

I swipe through them while giggling like a three year old.

Booty.

Nice. Cuban booty.

Boobs.

Well, now I know that she doesn't have mosquito bites anymore.

Stomach.

How is she even that toned? All she does is eat and sit on her fat ass.

Va-

I squeal loudly, throwing the phone away from me. What the fuckity fuck Lauren. Kinky little lesbian.

I was quickly distracted by my phone buzzing. I scramble over and snatch it off my bedside table, a smile appearing on my face at the sight of the unknown number that I have gotten used to seeing these past few days.

From: Unknown

I never caught your name by the way. My friends think I'm talking to some random stalker.

I roll my eyes at the text. Yeah right. The closest thing to stalking that I do is being a fangirl but let's be real, I just want to know where my favorite celebrities are all the time to make sure that they aren't with any fuckboys or something.

To: Unknown

Oh no, how'd your friends find out?

From: Unknown

You must have been too obvious. Can I at least know what year you're in? If I'm talking to a freshman, I'm going to cry in fetus.

"Y/N! Where's my phone?"

To: Unknown

Chill she-hulk. I'm a senior.

"I'm going to kill you!"

From: Unknown

Thank fuck.

"You better not have done anything on my phone!"

To: Unknown

What's your problem with freshmans?Don't be rude, send me your nude.

"There's private stuff on there!"

Oh trust me Zendaya, I know all about that private stuff.

From: Unknown

I'll be at your house in like half an hour. Don't lock me out again. I don't want to deal with your mum. She scares me.

What the fuck? What drug is she on? She hasn't even met my mum before.

From: Unknown

Shit! Sorry, that was meant for my best friend. I'm just going to copy and paste that message because I'm the laziest piece of shit ever. Does that count as copyright?

I chuckle, shaking my head slightly. I perked up when Zendaya's phone buzzed. Damn my curiosity. I crawled to the end of my bed, reached down and grabbed the phone that had landed on the floor from earlier. My heart sped up at the sight of the name on the screen. Dinah.