it was 5:20 in the morning, and i was wide awake. i really didn't want to have nightmares, so i set alarms to wake myself up every other hour. i was off to a rough start today, but i tried my hardest to shake it off.
i rolled over, and picked my phone up. i had received a text from ethan... at 1 in the morning. i was honestly expecting the worst, i mean... boys don't usually text me at one in the morning to ask me how i am....
i unlocked my phone, and rubbed my eyes.
ethan
hey, i just want you to know that
i'll do everything i possibly can
to make things go well today.
i was barely awake, but i was still impacted by what he said.
masen
tgank yoi ethan!!!' you're teh sweatiest.
i regretted sending that text message, i really did. the sweatiest. nice.
a speech bubble popped up, then it went away about three seconds later. i could feel my cheeks heating up, my text message wouldn't stop floating around my mind.
my phone was vibrating like crazy, it took me a minute to realize that somebody was calling me. i pressed the green button, and held my phone to my ear.
"hel–"
my ear was filled with small giggles. giggles that belonged to none other than ethan.
"tgank yoi ethan!!!' you're teh sweatiest." he struggled to pronounce the humiliating text that i sent him. "th- the SWEATIEST."
i couldn't help but laugh, i just knew that i wouldn't ever be able to live this down.
"you're terrible, making fun of a sleep deprived girl like that," i yawned, and rested my head on one of my pillows.
"by the way, mr. teletubby, why are you up?"
his voice was just dripping with confusion. "mr. teletubby? what's that about?"
i burst into laughter again. "wasn't e-tee-wee-tee one of the teletubbies?"
ethan sighed loudly. i could just imagine him rolling his eyes in response to my statement. "his name was tinky winky, okay? e-tee-wee-tee is not tinky winky."
when i didn't respond, he said my name a few times.
"sorry, i'm just sleepy." i fluffed my pillow up a little bit, and repositioned myself.
"oh jeez, i didn't mean to keep you up. please go to bed, i don't want you to fall asleep at your own party."
i closed my eyes. "i'll go back to bed, tinky winky. by the way, bring your brother to the party!! tell him to bring lots of–"
i had fallen asleep in the middle of my sentence.
"good night... uh, good morning? just sleep well, mase."
**
a/n: i have big plans for this story ndbdndndn
