You can hear me? I say in my head to the emo boy across the room.
No your just imagining me saying I like your shirt, Of corse I can hear you!
No one has ever talked back to me before...... I say to him and he smirks at me.
And why were you sneaking around in my head?
I don't know........ I say even if I did know, it was because he was hot and I wanted to know what he was like before getting to know him.
You realize I can still read your mind....
He smirks at me and walks across the dance floor of the party to where I am sitting. He has black hair heavy eye-liner but strong and detailed face. He slumps back aginst the chair he's sitting on. I blush and try to look away but he is so intimidating I have to look at him.
So what is a punk rock chick like you doing at this party?
My friends made me come but they don't have good music or food anyway.... I say and grin.
I bet you can't say two emo bands, he says tauntingly.
Oh Really? I say back to him, Hollywood Undead and Twenty One Pilots!
Favorite song by Twenty One Pilots? he asks me.
Ethier Message Man or Ode to Sleep, I say back to him.
Stop it!
Stop what? I say to him.
Stop saying things that make me want to kiss you!
Then we both laugh until our stomachs ache. Then he looks at me and grins.
I like your shoelaces....
Thanks, I say I stole them from the president!
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Short Stories!
Short StoryCover by @withjejide!! This is a collection of short stories by me! If I have a friend who wrote it I will tag them in it! If you have any suggestions, please tell me! I am always happy to write some more!