I woke up, my heart racing.
It was just a dream?
I grabbed my phone off of the nightstand next to my bed, and turned it on, the screen lighting up my room.
My lock-screen was of my crush, Kacie Perry. She was in seventh grade, but I honestly did not care. She was beautiful.. and funny..
I went on Instagram and quickly typed in Kacie's username, hoping that she did not have white hair. Not that I wouldn't like her if she did happen to dye her hair.. but, you know what I mean.
Her most recent picture was posted ten minutes ago, it was a cute selfie of her in bed. I ran my hand through my hair and let out a sigh of relief. No white hair, just the normal Kacie who I had fell in love with.
Did I just say love?
I texted her, hoping she was still awake. I didn't normally text her because I was too shy, but I decided to give it a chance.
12:42 AM, Cyle: Hey, Kacie? Are you still up? I can't sleep either, haha.
I waited eagerly for a reply, and a few moments later, my phone buzzed.
It was a picture of my head photo-shopped onto a frog.
Kacie sent me a picture of my head photo-shopped onto a frog.
Okay, I wrote more and I'm working on chapter three. The chapters are really short but I love this so much haha. Some people won't get the frog thing but yeah... don't ask.
