Chapter 5

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TUESDAY

Tuesdays are better than Mondays and I think mostly everyone can agree with that. After all, it's one day closer to the weekend.

I wake up early on Tuesday morning. It's only 7:00 AM which means I have another hour before my alarm goes off.

I lay there for a while in the darkness of my bedroom, trying to go back to sleep.

The black curtains on my window are drawn, preventing the sunlight from seeping into the room. I can't sleep with the light on or with any source of light.

After a half hour of tossing and turning, but failing to get comfortable or fall back asleep, I decide I'll just get up.

I get dressed first, a black sweater with skulls on it, and a pair of grey skinny jeans.

Then I repeat the same cycle of everyday, and lie down on my bed to check my phone.

I've got a few texts from an unknown number but when I read it I know who it is.

The messages are from three hours ago, so around four in the morning meaning I was asleep.

Oliver: Keeeelllllinnnnnn hiii

Oliver: are u trehe?

Oliver: love me

Oliver: :(

I laugh as I read the messages over. I decide to reply.

Me: Hey, you up?

My phone dings with notification of a text in merely seconds.

Oliver: no. I am dead.

Me: texting from heaven?

Oliver: no. hell. wanna join?

Me: if you're there, then yes.

Oliver: <3 otp = u and me

Me: i ship it.

Oliver: what's our ship name?

Me: Koliver or koli ???? Idk

Oliver: we sound like cauliflower. nobody's gonna ship us.

Me: its okay, they won't be able to resist the sexiness of koli.

Oliver: this conversation got weird. I like it.

Me: sooo those texts last night?

Oliver: what about them?

Me: were you drunk?

Oliver: maybe. i was at a party.

Me: why no invite for me?

I don't really like parties. I've been to a few, but they were back when I was a freshman. Oh, and one a few months ago with Vic.

Even though I don't like them, it'd still be nice to get invited every now and then.

My phone dings, drawing my attention back to it.

Oliver: you're too innocent kells.

Me: says who?

Oliver: I do

Me: i thought you said you were going to corrupt me?

Oliver: i will. but not in that way.

Me: what other way is there? bc that sounds suggestive

Oliver: maybe it is.

I don't reply after that. I'm not mad or upset, but I don't know how to feel about his words.

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