I woke up to the irritating sound of my alarm clock. Damn, it clearly makes my head throb.
We, Nick and I, didn't stop talking or chatting 'till the AM. All my favorite conversations always made in the AM. We talked about anything about everything. It was almost two when we both decided to doze off since both of us are bound to step in hell on sunrise. Yes, by hell, I mean school.
Quite fascinating though that I learned so much about him.
He is allergic to cats.
He has two older brothers named Damien and Nate.
He is a photographer.
He is a nerd.
He likes to work his butt off for college.
He likes to post a lot of vine videos.
He enjoys listening to 5 Seconds Of Summer.
He has only five social media accounts: Kik, Vine, Instagram, twitter, and snapchat.
He is a DJ at night.
He is clumsy.
He plays soccer.
He hates women who thinks small about themselves.
He's a maniac (My word).
He is lazy.
He hates video games.And the list goes on. I got up from my bed but on the minute I turned around to go to the bathroom my phone beeped.
6:03 AM
Nick: Good Morning babe. ;)Cass: Morning Mr. Wyler
Nick: Did you sleep well?
Cass: Yeah, I sort of did. You?
Nick: I couldn't sleep. I can't stop thinking about you. ;)
Cass: Nice try kid.
Nick: I'm serious.
Cass: Hi serious, now get ready for school. I need to do so too.
After I pressed send, I threw my phone onto my bed and got ready for the day.
•••
"So, how was your afternoon off yesterday?" Heather asked.
When I said I only had two friends, she is one of them.
"Chatting,"
"Sneeky, have you met anyone who's cute enough?" She giggled.
"Actually I did," I laughed, then on that moment, my phone vibrated. It's Nick. "Speaking of which, he just messaged me."
"OMG, Let me see," She grabbed my phone, "Did you arrive safely at school babe?" She read.
"Give me that," I took the phone back. I glared at her then messaged Nick back.
Cass: Yes, I did. Don't call me babe, nimrod.
I glanced back at Heather. She was reading the text that I've given back to Nick.
"Oh shit, someone's got a crush," she exclaimed.
"Is crushing on someone includes calling him names? I guess not," My phone vibrated again.
Nick: Why?
Cass: Why what?
Nick: Why don't you want me to call you 'babe'? I always call you that.
Cass: Because its weird
Nick: You started it. Remember?
I felt my cheeks heating up. Heather was looking at me with wide eyes controlling her mouth not to smile.
"So you started it huh? OMG, I ship,"
"I did not,"
"Liar, liar, pants on fire," She sung. The bell rang and since we have different classes, we had to split up. "I need to go to class, say hi to your babe for me alright? See you at lunch time."
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Teen FictionCassie Blakes seems to enjoy talking to random strangers online. She ended up talking to a bloke whom she finds as a saccharine, caring, and thoughtful person. The bloke has a slick way in getting everything even her trust. Little did they know that...