This is a story about a boy named Jorge who accidentally sent a text to a girl named Martina. They started to write more and what happens when they meet each other in real life?
I just came home from school. Today was a boring and rainy school day. Peter just kept annoying me all the time. Jorge haven't texted me for two days. That's weird, I mean he's always texting me. No wait, why do I even care? I don't like him anyway. I read all me and Jorge's messages. I laughed at them. It was very funny to read all our messages. He's pretty funny. No, I mean annoying. But I still don't know why he hasn't texted me. Should I text him? No, of course I shouldn't. Or should I? I wrote a text but I still didn't know if I should send it. After a few minutes of thinking I said to myself "why not?" So I sent it.
Martina: why haven't u texted me in two days?
After I sent the text I went to the kitchen to make me dinner. My mom wasn't home, so I went to the fridge and took an old chocolate cake instead. I sat in the couch with the cake in my lap and ate it. I watched tv while eating. After a couple of minutes I heard my phone vibrating. I looked at the screen and saw that I've gotten a message from Jorge.
Jorge: I thought that u thought that I was annoying.
Martina: eh yeah right...
Jorge: u still want me to stop?
Martina: stop what?!
Jorge: texting you
Martina: yes but right now I'm bored so u can text me.
Jorge: same here. Tell me something about yourself babe
Martina: did u just call me babe? I'm not your babe.
Jorge: in my dreams you're my babe
Martina: keep dreaming :*
Jorge: now you're annoying
Martina: I know ;)
Jorge: but seriously, tell me somethin bout yourself
Martina: I don't think I've a choice... What do u wanna know then?
Jorge: everything
Martina: pedophile
Jorge: naah I'm not that bad... I'm actually a good guy.
Martina: I don't believe you
Jorge: u don't? I'm actually a good guy Tini...
Martina: Tini? What is that
Jorge: your new nickname from now
Martina: uh okey
Jorge: can u send me a picture of you?
Martina: never
Jorge: why?
Martina: because I'm so fuckin ugly
Jorge: I'm sure ur not. Please send me. I promise I'll send you a pic of me
Martina: i still don't know...
Jorge: please 😔
Martina: okay then... But u start
Jorge:
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Oh damn. He's so hot.
Jorge: your turn...
Martina: I can't...
Jorge: come on Tini, of course you can. It's just me, I won't say ur ugly cuz I know ur not.
I swallowed hard and sent the picture of me.
Martina:
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I turned off my phone and went back to the kitchen. I didn't want to see what Jorge sent to me. I knew he'd write " euwww I didn't know u were that ugly".
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It's been 20 minutes since I sent the picture to Jorge. My phone was still laying on the couch. Should I look what Jorge sent to me? I don't know. I went slowly to the couch and took the phone in my hands. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I saw that Jorge texted me back... I went in to the messages and saw his message...
