text messages ; luke hemmings

chapter seven

chapter seven.

// nikki.

[08:35 A.M.] me: i hate school why i s school so boring ugh

[08:35 A.M.] me: first period just started like five minutes ago and ughgdgga

[08:37 A.M.] me: nvm, i should be grateful right

[08:38 A.M.] me: im sorry if im bothering you, im literally texting in class, im so badass

[08:38 A.M.] me: not really but eh

It's a Monday morning and I was seated near the window at the very back because we just had our new seating arrangements and of course, I just had to be seated right at the most boring position in class. Although, that gave me the chance to secretly text at class without being noticed.

Ironic how I just thought that because right at that moment, Mrs. Gracewell spoke, "Would you care to share that conversation with us, Ms. Beaumont?"

"I- I. . ." Stuttered words come out of my mouth, fantastic move. The only thing that I hate more than being called by texting in class is being called using my surname. I thought it was weird and. . . okay, just weird. "I'm sorry."

She was one of the nicest teachers I have but still, it was humiliating, considering everyone in class was staring at me. Except for that guy, two rows in front of me, silently laughing but loud enough for me to hear. Hemmings. Dick.

"Phone please." Mrs. Gracewell put her hand out and I dropped my phone into her bony-feminine hands. Bye-bye phone. See you again. "Where was I?"

She continued discussing about whatever topic she was talking about, I did not bother listening because my mind drifted somewhere else and I had to endure another fifty minutes of class and 5456746574 classes more. After the bell rang, she dismissed the class and I waited for everyone to get out before I approached her.

"I- um, er, can I get my phone now? I'm sorry for texting, I was just. . . I'm sorry." I was rambling and I hate rambling, I hate how I don't get to pick the right words to say. That's why I like writing so much, I get to choose the perfect words before I write them down unlike when you're speaking. When you say something, you say it and you can never take it back.

"Here's your phone. I'm letting you slip this time. You're great in my class, Nicole. I just don't appreciate you texting while you're in my class. You know the rules." She told me and I nodded sheepishly, I didn't think she would let me slip this time although it saved me from a lot of trouble.

I checked my phone to see that I received messages from Robert.

[08:40 A.M.] robert: HEY I HAVE A JOKE

[08:40 A.M.] robert: KNOCK KNOCK 

[08:40 A.M.] robert: YOU SHOULD SAY WHo'S THERE

[08:41 A.M.] robert: HEY ANSWER ME FINE

[08:42 A.M.] robert: OKAY IM SORRY YOU'RE IN CLASS RIGHT 

[09:32 A.M.] me: OKAY WHO'S THERE

[09:33 A.M.] robert:  TOILET :---------)

[09:34 A.M.] me: TOILET WHO?

[09:36 A.M.] robert:  IS IT TOILET NOW TO SAY SORRY

[09:37 A.M.] robert: OKAY BYE LOL

[09:38 A.M.] me: wow. out of 5 that was a 0 lol

[09:39 A.M.] robert: harsh

[09:40 A.M.] me: okay 1 for effort

[09:41 A.M.] robert: im gonna get better at this you'll see

[09:41 A.M.] me: you wish.

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OKAY I WANTED TO UPDATE TONIGHT SO I WROTE THIS FOR LIKE TEN MINUTES? LOL OKAY. IM SORRY I JUST WANT TO UPDATE THIS BEFORE I FORGET WHAT I PLANNED FOR THIS CHAPTER. HOPE YOU LIKE THIS. LEAVE YOUR COMMENTS BELOW :-------------)

p.s. i thought i published this yesterday but apparently i didn't woW

-nikki. ♥