Twisted fate (Editing)

one

"School is tiring." Sooyoung sighed. She breathed in content as she entered her humble bedroom. After kicking her shoes off and putting her bag on the floor she threw herself on the bed.

It's their Intramural's week, which means more time laze off but there are just professors who's not fond of going off the grid.

She let the silence consume her as she stared in the empty ceiling for a good 30 minutes about to fall asleep before her phone beeped.

"What" she murmured annoyed as she sat up and took her phone from the bag just beside her bed, sloppily unlocking her phone. 

You received a new message. She read, as if it wasn't obvious enough. 

+01-0321-2012: Hey

Her brows scrunched in confusion thinking hard who must have asked for her number recently.

+01-0321-2012: Send me Sooyoung's number fast!

Figures, she couldn't come up with anyone because no one asked until now. 

Sooyoung: Who is this?

Might as well ask who it might be, she's already drained enough she doesn't have much existing energy to go on through the conversation. 

+01-0321-2012: Asshole! You told me to text you in your new number and you'll give me Sooyoung's

Okay, what an ass. She thought, hitting her head for cussing inwardly. 

Sooyoung: I m not an asshole. Who are you? I think you got the wrong number

She is known for being nice and sweet, quiet but not timid, and she has enough noise in her body when surrounded with people she's fond of. She is quite likable but she has no image to maintain, that's just the way she is. 

+01-0321-2012: No dumb ass! I m sure this is your number, you wrote it on the paper after class dismissal.

+01-0321-2012: Stop playing tricks on me! You're dead meat tomorrow!

She sighed in annoyance, she just really wants to sleep and with the direction this message exchange is going, it's nowhere near that. To cut the chase she typed in her reply. 

Sooyoung: Look, can you please stop cussing? I told you, you got the wrong number. I m Sooyoung, I don't know who gave you my number but if you were to ask me my number knowing how rude you are, I m never giving it to you. Quit messing with me.

+01-0321-2012: Fck. I m sorry

+01-0321-2012: Hey

+01-0321-2012: Sooyoung

+01-0321-2012: I m sorry

+01-0321-2012: My friend gave me your number telling me it's his

She forced her eyes shut and let out a deep breath to calm her nerves. When she opened them again she calmly replied.

Sooyoung: Friends don't talk like that to friends.

She shook her head in attempt to shake off her annoyance, setting her phone on vibrate mode just in case Wendy tried to call her while she's asleep. 

She laid back on the bed throwing her phone on the bedside table causing a faint thud.

"What's that noise lady?" her mom downstairs inquired. She doesn't know how her mom heard that and she's not about to waste any time thinking about that when she's settling in for bed.

"Nothing Mom" she shouted back and let her phone vibrate some more as she drifted off to sleep.

+01-0321-2012: Well, we do.