Video---Drake, Hotline Bling
I flop on my bed, and let out a large huff. Glancing around my room, I see that after two hours, I somehow managed to make my room messier. I rub my eyes and roll over, powering on my tablet. I need some snapchat and YouTube.
After about and hour of procrastinating, my phone goes off. I seal flop to the edge of my bed and grab it from the floor. ***-***-**** the number reads. Who is texting me? I panic, and quickly open the message.
'Hey. ;)'
'Um who is this???' I send back, my fingers flying over the buttons.
A reply comes only a couple seconds later. 'Oh sorry, it's Asher. Didn't mean to scare you lol' I breath out a sigh of relief and then feel butterflies flood my stomach. 'Asher just texted me, omg, Asher just texted me....' I think to myself. Calm down, and text him back.... Again, my fingers are flying over the buttons and when in look at the screen I see I have typed,
'whew, okay hehe... How did you get my number exactly?' I press send after looking it over about 18 times and wait. This time, he takes about ten minutes to reply and by the time he does, I've somehow gotten so tangled in my blankets that I can't reach my phone, and during the struggle, end up on the floor with a loud thump.
"Mayaaaa! What're you doing up there????" My dad booms from downstairs.
"Just fell off my bed, dad!!" I yell back. Finally I grab my phone and open the message.
'I know some people who happen to know you and your number, so... Yeah. Don't be creeped out lol'
I smile at this, and start a message back.
'Don't worry, I'm not and okay haha... What're you up to?'
'Oh, you know, being bored, texting a pretty girl... The usual ;)'
I blush furiously when I read this but stop myself and think, 'he might not even mean you!' But why else would he say that?!?? Pulling up Kayto's number, I text her.'Asher got my number!!! And he just called me pretty!! What do I say??'
'Girl, I think I know who got him that number.... *hintttt hinttttttt* and just send a smiley face and keep the convo going, Idk.'
'Thx'
'Yup'
I do as she said, and t rest of the conversation went well. We talked until I had to go for dinner, and found out his favorite sport is football and his favorite color is dark blue or bright green. I send him a message saying I have to go to dinner, and a minute later I get a text back.
'Mkay, see you tomorrow. Sleep tight. Can't wait ;)'
Dafrig? Dayum, this boy is outgoing! I type back, 'Thx, you too and neither can I'
My legs feel like two cooked spaghetti noodles by the time I get up. I must have been texting him for a long time! My mom calls me down again, while I'm halfway down the stairs.
"Yeah, ma I'm here!" I yell back
"Well you sure took your sweet time! I made you a plate." She hands me half a stuffed pepper. Feeling like I wanna gag, I take is and slouch to the table. This is the grossest food ever. (Exaggerating) but I shove it down anyway, and try to cover the taste with lots of bread and swigs of milk. I finish, and sit and watch the news with mom and dad. Creeping over to my dads chair, (while being completely aware he sees me,) I steal the remote and quickly change it to Last Man Standing.
"Maya. Come on. Gimme the remote." He jerks to me and jumper cables me repeatedly.
"Dad--da-haha!!! Dad-stooooop!!!" I laugh until my stomach hurts and finally surrender the remote.
"That shows you!" He laughs and I glare at him before laughing with him. I'll get him back sometime.
A/N herro! Pretty long chapter, I guess... Longer than usual so that's good!! Pleeeease leave a comment about some requests or opinions, or punch that vote button in tha face! Lol but thanks strawberries for reading, and please lemme know what you think! And, as always, I will see you strawberries in the next chapter!!!! Xoxo

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