Chapter 2: texting

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I guess I was getting used to spending time with Tom. But I still miss Zoya. She was so nice and I couldn't figure out why she had just unexpectedly ignored me. I finally decide to pick up my phone and send her a text.

'Hey..I was wondering if you were okay? We haven't spoken since the first day of school.'

I push always my phone to the end of my bed scared for her answer. Was my text too pushy? Will she get mad?

Nearly 30 seconds later my phone vibrates. I open it and read the text with one eye closed hoping it will make reading it easier.

'Ya I'm fine. I've had issues with my boyfriend you see and I felt that dragging you in after meeting you for one day would be rough'

I sigh in relief. She's not mad.

I pick up my phone to answer. At first I type:

'Thats fine...wanna talk about it?'

But then I think it's too blunt. So I erase it and try again.

'Oh I see. Well if you need anyone to talk to I'm here.'

That should be better right? I press send after having a mini argument with myself wondering if I should send it or not. And once again I threw my phone to the end of my bed because I was nervous of Zoya's answer.

*phone vibrates*

I attack it like some messed up lion and check my text.

'Aww thanks Laura. You're the best. I'll see you at school Monday..I'm sorry for ignoring you. I gtg byee'

She's so sweet. I type:

'Dont worry bout it! See ya then!'

That should be good. Send. It was nice to finally talk to her since we hadn't talked in almost a week.

I have no plans this weekend. I'll keep it that way. Right now all I can think of is how glad I am that Zoya and I can hang out Monday. All I can do is smile.

But then my smile fades. Not because I'm dissapointed but because I get a text. No one texts me ever but I check it anyways. Maybe Zoya had something else to say.

To my surprise it was Tom! He wanted to know if I had any plans this weekend. I know I said I wanted to do nothing this weekend but for once in my life, someone is inviting me to do something! My parents are out of town and my brother is at a party all weekend. I'm definetly free. Tom and I make up a plan to go have a picnic in a local park. After we say our goodbyes I can't help but smile. My life seems to be going great!

But is a picnic considered a date?

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