Teenage Life

The Date After Effect

The next day we met up at my house to talk about last night. I told her to tell me first about how it went for them.

"It went so, great", she said." It was alot of fun, he was super nice and his golden brown eyes are hypnotizing. The rides were super fun, especially riding next to him it was truly memorable and wonderful. How about you?"

"Good", I said.

She stared at me obviously not believing me, and raised an eyebrow.

"Ok, ok you got me", I said

She smiled and motioned her hand telling me to spill it already.

"It was pretty bad", I said.

"Why?", she said.

"Are you sure you want to know?, I said, I don't want you feeling bad that while you were having good time while I wasn't."

"Ya, no, it's fine, I want to know what he said or did that made you feel so bad."

"Ok..."

(Skip to the part after I tell her everything)

"Wow," wow is what I got out of her, she said," Good thing I didn't plan another date that night, because I was going to plan another one inviting him, so I'm glad you told me this."

I was so glad she wasn't mad that I didn't like the guy she chose for me, but there's plenty guys out there, right?

"Well I better get going," she said.

"Ok see you tomorrow."

I opened the door for her and she walked out and waved and I waved back at her and then she started to walk home.

After she was gone I grabbed a snack, got a blanket, got comfortable on the couch, and started watching Full House while scrolling through Instagram.

I fell asleep on the couch and at around 2:00a.m. I woke up and made the decision of moving from my comfy spot to my room. I plopped down on my bed and fell back asleep.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP

I woke up and turned my alarm clock off dreading that it was Monday. I rolled around in bed for a little while, and made the decision of getting my butt up and get going.

After forcing myself to get up I went to the kitchen, after I poured my cereal I sat down and looked at my phone. I had three messages from a random number that I didn't recognize.

Hesitantly, I opened the messages:

Hey.

I doubt you know me so I took a chance and asked around for your number.

Hello?

Who is this?

I told you that you probably don't know me.

Well you won't know for sure unless you tell me.

Nope, I'd rather keep it to myself until it's necessary, plus you wouldn't like me, so I thought why not get to know each other before we see each other.

Ok, well see you at school, maybe.

Who do you think this new mysterious guy is? Will she (I) tell Bella about this guy? Thanks for reading this, it means alot.