Top 10 in FunToRead|| On a boring, Sunday night AmyElla's life changes when she stumbles upon a dating site out of curiosity. A charming, sexy guy named Damon gets her attention, who happens to be a responsible young man with a dream of getting into...
I instantly felt a something sharp poke me in the back.
"OW, WHAT THE FÛCK?!" I turn around and yell to see Cassandra sheepishly smiling at me and holding up a push pin.
"You weren't waking up, so I had to do something. It's 7:30 am. Don't you have class today?"
I gave Cass the most deadliest glare I could muster in my half sleepy state. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath and answered in a clipped tone.
"Cassy. My class begins at 10 am. Let me fûcking sleep."
She simply looked at me and shrugged. "Mom told me to wake you."
"With a freaking pin?!" I threw a pillow at her. " Get out of here."
"Jeez, perra. I'm out." She slams the door on her way out.
I sigh and lay back in bed and grab my phone.
I been addicted to my phone since I met Damon. Before, i couldn't care less where my phone was and I hardly checked it. Now it was plastered to me. Literally.
I keep it in my bra at all times, unless I'm sleeping. In my opinion, it's better than keeping it in a pocket or holding it all the time.
I opened my phone to log on to Whittychat, but somehow I couldn't log on, it wouldn't let me
I groaned in frustration and tried again. No such luck. The site was down. If I didn't have Damon's email, I'd have panicked. I exhaled in relief and logged onto my Gmail.
Amy: *Good morning, my love. :* Whitty is down for me. Is it for you too?*
I lay down and close my eyes while waiting for him to answer.
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I checked my phone 5 minutes later, refreshed the page, and sure enough there was an email from Damon.
Damon: *Good morning my beautiful angel. :*It's down for me too. Too bad, you can't talk to your friends. ;) hehe*
Tease. He was referring to the perverts who are always messaging me, along with a few other friends I made on Whittychat. I rolled my eyes and smiled as I answered him.
Amy :*Oh shut up, I only need you. :* What are you doing?*
Damon: *Aw for real? :* I just woke up. I have to go in to work at night today, well from now on.*
I frowned. Did that mean he'll be working graveyard shifts? Fuck.
Amy: *Graveyard shift? Why?*
Damon: *Yeah, babe. I'm being promoted to supervisor and the only shift available for that is at nights. 11 pm to 7 am.*
