Stalked {ON HOLD}

Stalked

So i guess i should tell you a little bit about myself, My name is Zoey Feldman, but my friends call me Zoe. I'm 16, in 11th grade, I have short, spikey, tomato red hair, and green-grey eyes. I'm about 6'2, so I'm taller than everyone I know. My favorite bands are BVB, BOTDF, and Asking Alexandria. I have an older sister named Bailey, she's 17 and everyone thinks she's the younger sibling because she's 5'4. I My BFFL Zandria Oberlin has long black hair, caramel skin, and big hazel eyes. She's really skinny, like size 00, 105 lbs. She's about, hmm, 5'6? So I tower over her. And her Girlfriend Deidre Zhang is 5'1 and really cute. She looks like a baby with her big brown eyes, black pigtails and pouty lips. I see why Zee fell for her, she's a beaut. No homo, I'm straight as a board. so, on with the story..

I was sitting in my seat in the back of history class when I felt my phone vibrate. I waited until Mr. Devin turned his back and I snuck a look at my phone.

"4 NEW MESSAGES" the screen said. Who would be texting me while I'm at school? Mr. Devin turned around just as I looked up from my cell.

"Zoey, what date did Japan bomb Pearl Harbor?"

"Uhmm, December 7th 1941?"

"Correct"

Thank God I went to the History Bowl last fall. Mr. Devin then continues droning on about Japanese soldiers and submarines while I check my messages. 3 from Zandria and 1 from a number I didn't recognize. I check if Mr. Devin is looking and scroll through Zandria's texts.

They looked pretty important with a subject of "ZOE, TXT BCK ASAP" I scrolled up to the first one she sent and read these words "Zoe, when u get outta skool fucking call meh!!" Second text "ZOE I can't wait, just txt meh NOW!" "ZOEY DEBRA FELDMAN, I am your BroSkii, and I have fucking important shit to tell you!" I was so absorbed in reading her texts that I didn't hear the bell ring. I stumble out of my seat and race to my locker, only to hear my cell going off, ahh BVB, yummy.

"Zee, what the hell is SOO fucking important?"

"Well, for one, why didn't you text me back? I must've fucking texted you like 4 times! And two, guess who is going to Los Angeles with her Gf?"

"OMG!!!! ZANDRIA LEE OBERLIN!!" I practically screech into the phone.

"Deidre is going to be so excited, I haven't told her yet, I want you to come over right away to help me pick out an outfit for the plane ride."

I've already made it to my car and I'm fumbling with the keys. I hung up on her after telling her I'd be right over.

As I start to buckle I remember the text I hadn't checked. I go to my messages and click the unopened one....