"Hello?"
"Is it me you're looking for.."
"Effie?"
"I can see it in your eyes.. I can see it in your smile.., You're all I've ever wanted-"
"Effie I think my eardrums just exploded. Don't sing again."
"I feel insulted."
"Just saying the truth."
"I hate you."
"Love you too."
"Ha-ha."
"So.. Let's play?"
"Urgh, fine."
"You go first?"
"Hell, yeah."
"Okay, what's your first question?"
"How old are you?"
"18. Where do you study?"
"Um, Marckus High."
"Hmm,"
"2nd question. What year are you?"
"Senior. Do you masturbate?"
"What the fuck? What kind of question is that? Why don't you ask me what's my age, what's my favorite color, who are my favorite bands, my favorite food and-"
"I don't ask questions I can already know. You're 16 or 17. It's obvious you like pink, your favorite bands are The Vamps, 5SOS, One Direction, and any bands there that are too cliché. I think your favorite food is pizza, you're too girly, you like to gossip about girl stuff, and you are obedient to your parents. Do I need to elaborate everything about you that is so easy to know?"
"......."
"Well?"
"Are you a stalker?"
"No. You're just, you're a typical girl."
"Well, yeah you're right. There's nothing unique about me."
"Everyone has its unique side."
"Whatever. Anyway, I don't masturbate. I never tried."
"Because you're too innocent *chuckling*. Your turn."
"What's your guilty pleasure?"
"I listen to Taylor Swift."
"Really? It's your guilty pleasure? She is so amazing! You should really like her!"
"Whatever, she's overrated."
"You're so weird."
"Thanks."
"That wasn't even a compliment."
"Whatever. Pet peeves?"
"Rude and mean person like you. And smoking."
"Hey I'm not rude."
"Yes you are. The first time we talked you just cursed at me. You don't curse at a stranger."
"That's because you just told me you're inlove with me!"
"I already told you it wasn't for you!"
"I know! But it was creepy actually!"
"So you're telling me I'm creepy?"
"No, I didn't expect it, because you were a stranger-"
.........
"Did you just hung up on me?!"
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Teen Fiction"Hello?" "Hey, umm. I.. I'm in love with you. Please don't freak out!" "Who the fuck is this?" "Umm, did you forget that you gave me your phone number earlier?" "No. And I don't fucking give my personal phone number." "Shit." «-» A short story throu...
