My scream filled the vacant, white room as I stared down at my phone screen, making sure my eyes weren't deceiving me. His name played across the bright screen and my thoughts ran wild. He, he was famous, I was... Well, not famous. I didn't know how to reply, would he even reply to that? Should I be cool or should I fangirl? All those questions played in my mind however, I decided it was best not to act like a total stalker.
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To: <@duhitzmarkk>
<@duhlikekitty>
I didn't think you'd reply.
sent 11:08pm
<@duhitzmarkk>
Oh, did you want me to ignore you? 😎
sent 11:09pm
<@duhlikekitty>
You think you're so cool don't you? 😂😅
jk, you ate.
sent 11:12pm
<@duhitzmarkk>
I did eat, how did you know, stalker.
sent: 11:15pm
<@duhlikekitty>
are* and I dunno, that's for me to know and for you to find out 😏
sent 11:17pm
<@duhitzmarkk >
😰 😰
sent 11:23pm
<@duhlikekitty>
lol... I should probably go, it was nice meeting you! :)
sent 11:30
<@duhitzmarkk>
Alright, hey, you seem chill. Why don't you text me tomorrow? 😃
sent 11:36pm
read 11:37pm
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Those last few words replayed in my mind over and over before I realized what had actually happened. Why did he want me to text him again? It had only been a few words between us... I exhaled and opened my phone to text Mickaela only to pass out an hour later.
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This is only this short because technically I'm supposed to be at school right now
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