From: Unknown
Come find me.
Does it look like I want to play hide and seek with this mystery girl? Hell no. I haven't played that game since I was five and Zendaya forgot about me. I ended up falling asleep in the washing machine, waking up the next day when my Aunt Claire finally found me.
To: Unknown
What are you wearing?
From: Unknown
Are you trying to sext me?
I roll my eyes at the text. Of course she thought that.
To: Unknown
No... not that I would say no to it with you but I need to know what you're wearing if I want to actually meet up with you. I'm about a second away from kicking Nela so hard in the balls that he is going to grow a fucking neck. Maybe I'll be doing him a favor.
I look back down to the field and watch Nela throwing the ball to his teammate, tripping over slightly. What a dickhead. What's he doing? Tripping over ants?
From: Unknown
You know Nela?
To: Unknown
Everyone does. Anyway, enough about that animal. Where can I meet you?
From: Unknown
Meet me in the girls' toilets.
I grin widely, feeling the anger that was caused by Nela slowly disappear at the thought of meeting the girl.
I stand up, about to make my way to my mystery girl but a hand on my wrist stopped me from going anywhere. I furrow my eyebrows and look back down to find Camila pouting at me.
"Move." Dinah mutters, pushing past me roughly. I step to the side and watch her longingly as she walks into the school building.
"Can you come to the food stand with me? I'm hungry and I heard that they were selling bananas there this time since I sent in a complaint last time." Camila says with a goofy smile.
"Go with Lauren." I grumble, shaking off her grip on me.
"Yeah, I'm hungry too." Lauren nods in agreement.
"That's called the munchies."
"Shut up Y/N. I'm not high."
"So you just accidentally inhaled a plant?" I question the obviously stoned girl.
"A plant?" Camila frowned in confusion, not knowing what we were talking about at all.
"Weed." I groan out at her clueless behavior. "I'm going to go pee." I announce before turning around and leaving the two girls there.
I internally hype myself up, giving myself a pep talk like I usually do right before I have to say 'here' when the teacher calls my name on the roll.
"Shit!" I gasp when I swing open the door to the girls' toilets, accidentally knocking someone off their feet. "I'm sorry! I didn't see you there. Well clearly, uh, since I was on the other side of the door and I-"
"It's fine." My rambling was quickly cut off and I was greeted by familiar eyes staring back at me.
"Uh, hey. Sorry." I smile awkwardly.
"You've already said sorry." She giggles cutely, hauling herself up off the ground and stepped back to let me walk fully into the girls' toilets.
"Well I felt the need to say it again since I practically knocked you out with a door so once again, I'm sorry." I apologized causing her to laugh.
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Stall Doors (You/Dinah)
FanfictionWho knew that stall doors could play a part in a love story? What happens when you harmlessly leave your phone number on a stall door at school? Everyone else does it so why not join in with the joke? Will it continue being your little joke or will...