Wth Is Wrong With Brain...

Burgers and Numbers

I went to fudrockers (a burger place where I live) because of a school fundraiser for our play andr surprisingly there were a lot of cute boys there (none them being from my school...which was weird but whatever) So mom being the oblivious mother she is, chooses to sit right next to one of the said boys. He was with his family and they were taking pictures so my mom being her awkward self asks in the most weird Spanish accent ever,"Can take a picture for us?" *mentally face palms* after the dreaded fake smiling and trying to look cute whilst I eat a huge friggin burger, the family next to us started to leave, and for some twisted reason my brain was like "hey, hey Mariella you know what that kids totally gonna do? Slip his phone number on your chair. You guys will totally marry each other and live happily ever after" I believed in this thought so much that when he left I looked EVERYWHERE for the darned note. Long story short... MY BRAIN NEEDS TO LEARN THAT LIFE IS NOT A WATTPAD STORY

So that was my first story... God please tell me other people do this too right? Wattpad is seriously getting to my head. I swear I'm mental. Well hope you liked it （⌒▽⌒）BAAAIIIIII.