it was now the next day, and i have had major anxiety over this Brandon guy. he was weird. no guy usually gives me their number, or even tries to be civil with me. however, every guy pushes me over in the hall. i couldn't stop thinking about what happened.
maybe i should text him.
i decided not to at first, because, well, i didn't know anything about him besides that he's really nice, but also gorgeous. that decision only lasted about 3 hours.
i was sitting on my bed doing physics homework when my eyes were averted to my phone screen. it lit up with a notification from my best friend, Samantha. she knew about Brandon.
S: CAM. DID YOU TEXT HIM YET?
i sighed and picked up my phone.
C: nope.
i sent that message and then typed another.
C: and not going to any time soon!!
S: YOU HAVE TO.
C: i'll think about it
with that, i shut off my phone and got back to my homework. the whole time i was distracted. i kept looking back at my phone. that's when i stupidly realized that Brandon didn't have my number, i had his. i had to be the one to text first.
i picked up my phone and clicked on his contact, to make a new message.
C: hey
i sent it.
i took a deep breath and realized there's no turning back. so, i typed again.
C: it's cameron.
i shut off my phone immediately and took out my laptop. i'm not text savvy at all, so i researched some texting tips.
now, we wait.
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hey guyssss!!!!!!!
this ones short but i've been pretty busy lately so i'm going to try and update as much as possible 💋
- maya
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RomanceA love story in which all character's feelings are shown in text messages, making it hard to comprehend what each person means, or will mean if they were to say things in real life. Turn your read receipts off, folks.