As I was almost home I heard a high pitched ding sound come from my phone that was sitting on my lap. I turn my phone around so I could see the screen light up with Renee's contact name, she responded with 'hey, I'm assuming this is the new girl from the store? 😂' I smile to myself. I totally forgot I never gave her my name. I responded with a yes and then proceeded to tell her my name. I couldn't help but smile at how stupid I could be and not tell her my name, next I knew we were pulling up into my driveway. I sigh with relief to finally be able to get furniture in my room, along with getting to decorate my walls with my drawings and artwork.
I jog upstairs to open my bedroom door so I could get my dresser and bed through. I picked out a queen size bed, they were my favorite, I also picked out these bed sheets that were black and had grey flowers all over it. My dresser was a unique shade of grey, it didn't quite match the grey on my bed sheets but it was a mix of black and grey so it went perfectly together.
I set up the dresser against the wall and my bed in a corner. I also put and black plastic wooden night stand next to the side of the bed with a black lamp on top. I put all of my clothes in the dresser draws filling all of them, I then jumped on my bed and pulled out my phone checking if Renee had texted me back. Nope. I was wondering what was taking so long but I wasn't in any hurry. I set my phone next to my lamp and put together my desk.
After about an hour of struggling where which piece went where, I check my phone once more. There was three new messages from Renee. I was a little shocked, I unlocked my phone and read them.
"That's a pretty name"
"For a pretty girl ;)"
"Hey are you there? I'm sorry for what I said."
I stood there and realized a grin snuck its way onto my face. I stopped myself and thought 'why am I smiling? I'm not into girls! At all! Right?' I looked back at my phone and replied with:
"Hey no don't be sorry! I was putting my room together! Thank you for the compliment, you're pretty too!"After I hit send I smiled at what I said to her. I sat on my bed pondering if she likes me, and if I like her. Am I bisexual, or gay? I've never really thought about this thing before.
I fall back lying on my bed and holding my phone against my chest. Oh god Monday might end up being a little awkward. I start dozing off with Renee on my mind, I was on the edge of sleeping completely when my phone went off again.
"Goodnight, talk to you tmr. Sweet dreams. 💚 "
I smile and go to sleep. I couldn't believe she thought I was pretty, and I don't quite understand why it matters so much to me. I've always liked boys...I think. At least I've never had feelings towards a girl?(Hey guys! Here's a quick chapter! Hope you enjoy and remember to share, vote, and comment!)
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Flowers for the Mrs. & Mrs.
Jugendliteratur15 year old Widow Bloom, just moved to a new town, in Arizona, with her parents. Meaning new people, school, house, and life. Shes more nervous than she's been in her whole life. When she starts school, she ends up with something she never thought s...