Amelia's POV
It has been a day, an entire day since I was at Brent's house. When I got in the car, I immediately plugged his number into my phone. I would've texted him by now, but i didn't want to seem too desperate. I think one day is long enough.
*hey brenty boo! remember when i used to wcall you that? haha. well, when do you wanna meet up? I really wanna go soon.amelia xx*
I read the text over and over before deciding it was too much. So I deleted the whole thing before deciding what to type this time. It took me about 15minutes debating myself before deciding on this.
*hey brent, its amelia. text me a time and place to meet up. anything will be fine*
I clicked the blue send button then felt relief. After 3 minutes he replied.
*hey. is tomorrow ok? I can pick u up at 12 then we can gt Paneras*
The text filled my heart with joy
*yeah thats fine.*
I sent and hoped this dead conversation wouldn't come to an end.
*ok im gonna gt bed now because im tired zzz*
I look at the top of my iphone and notice it is 12:56 at night. I hadn't realized how late it had gotton.
*me too (yawn) nite*
I put my phone on the dresser and immediately started dreaming about a brown haired boy laughing over a bowl full of Panera's mac 'n cheese.
(Cliffhanger! I know this is my 3rd update today but I can't stop typing. I really like the way the story is going so far and like i said before i would love to hear your suggestions. please tell you friends to read the book b/c im trying to get it noticed. Thanks. love you guys)

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FanfictionYou know him as a famous viner, Amelia knows him as Brent, the love of her life.