Chat Mates

Chapter Three

Monica continued explaining the site to me while Kv ordered our pizza since we were all hungry. And it wasn't even lunch time yet. Yeah, we're girls but we eat like pigs. We eat breakfast, post-breakfast, lunch, midday snacks, dinner, post-dinner, and of course midnight snacks as well. Both Monica and Kv like to keep their shape but as for me, even if you drag me to the gym, I'll just sit there until the session is up. Lord knows I can't do anything physical.

Well... At least not yet. (If you know what I mean. Wink wink ;))

So basically, Monica just added all of the people who sent me friend requests and she also uploaded a few more pictures of me, whether it was a selfie or a group picture, she uploaded them. Even the ones where I looked absolutely stupid and horrendous.

"Hey I just ordered two boxes of four cheese pizza. One box for each of you. And as for me, I ordered a box of Hawaiian pizza. No sharing." Kv walked in with the most splendid news I have ever heard. I smiled from ear to ear. She knew I loved the four cheese pizza. "Sounds abso-fucking-lutely great!" I cheered.

"Your language please. The same goes for you too, Monx. The both of you cuss like your lives depend on it. Jesus, help me"

"Yes mom. But you know we can't control it. It's just like a natural thing. It's like breathing." Monx argued and I nodded my head in agreement. As much as I would like to lessen on the cussing, it just slips out of my mouth. I left the two of them to argue over the "cussing issue" and got my laptop. I had a message from a user named magic89. Hmm.. I opened his message and it said:

Hey

I typed in a short "hey" as well. Moments later he replied with "what's up?". I soon learned that his name was Juancarlos and that like me, he's also 15. He prefers to be called Juanca because according to him, Juancarlos is just too long (which I also agreed to btw). I figured out that he was hispanic. He was actually pretty decent so he added me on Facebook as well. I didn't know Monica had been reading our entire convo until I turned around and saw her face up close to mine. I immediately backed away from her.

"I see you've made a friend." She said, clearly amused.

"Well yeah. No shit. You've been reading our convo anyways" I stuck my tongue out at her.

"Pizza's here!" as soon as we heard our spinster of a friend shouting that our food was here, we headed straight downstairs where our heaven was waiting for us. Kv brought out three canned coca-colas and handed one to each of us. We sat down on the living room floor and devoured our little pieces of heaven. We ate in silence, too busy eating to talk to each other. Suddenly, I heard someone was calling me through skype. I hurriedly went upstairs to check on who was calling me and it turned out to be Juanca. I didn't answer his call obviously. I'm too self-conscious and shy. I mean, what would I say to him? And I'm sure I looked like a mess with my hair up in a messy bun and wearing sweatpants and a spongebob t-shirt. OH MY GOD. He might think I'm a child with this shirt on. He was still calling me! Ugh! What should I do?

I took a deep breath and answered his video call.

His face popped in my screen. He wasn't THAT good looking but he had braces and braces on guys were a major turn-on for me. He was smiling and waving hi at me, so I kinda waved my hand awkwardly.

"Hey Romina. Hi."

OH SHIT. He talked to me. Fuck. I don't want to talk. Him looking at me like this is already enough humiliation. I opened the IM and typed in: "not going to talk :P"

He saw my message and laughed. Holy potato did he have a nice laugh. "C'mon Romina. You have to talk sooner or later. I know you would." I just shook my head as a reply which earned me another laugh from him. "So what? I'm just gonna do all the talking here? That's unfair you know." I nodded my head this time and stuck my tongue out at him making him laugh. Again.

"My mom is just in the other room beside mine and she might think I'm crazy talking to myself if you don't talk to me soon enough." that made me laugh, which may or may not be a mistake.

"Cute laugh you got there" he said, smiling at me. "C'mon, you're not really gonna talk?"

"Nope."

"But you just talked just now." he was laughing at me yet again. Am I that funny? or is something on my face?

"Why'd you call me anyways? Or here's a better question... where'd you get my skype id?"

"I called you because duh, I wanted to see and talk to you. And you gave me your skype id silly."

"Right, I'll have to call you back. My friends are here."

"Alright. Be sure to call me back okay?"

"Yeah, yeah. Later, okay? bye" I ended the call and went back downstairs where my friends were waiting for an explanation. Of course I told them that it was Juanca who called me through skype and that we were gonna talk again later. And guess what? They just teased me for it. Great.

After we finished eating, we cleaned up the mess on the floor and decided to watch a movie for the rest of the day. I picked out the movie The Proposal just because the plot is perfect and Ryan Reynolds is a hottie and Sandra Bullock is a legend. And the movie is a rom-com! Everything is just per-fect!

The three of us sat on the floor with our backs to the couch so that we could lean on it from time to time. Monica was on my right and Kv was on my left. We each had our own pillow to hug and when the film began, the room was silent. We were always like this whenever we watched a movie together. We liked to listen very well to the characters on the screen, eager to understand and unfold the story as it goes. When the credits started rolling, we stood up and stretched for a bit and went upstairs back to my room. It was only ten minutes after three o'clock and so we spent time gossiping over girl things.

You know, the usual stuff. Boys, bands, the future, school, adventures.

Suddenly, Monica slammed her hand on my study table. "Guys! We have to make a pact."

Kv and I both shared a look before curiously looking at Monica to further elaborate on her 'pact'.

"So, we're going to be seniors when classes open right? I was think--" but before she could continue with what she was saying I cut her off.

"Are you for real? This school year hasn't even ended yet and you're already talking about our senior year?!" I almost screamed at her. One thing I do not like is hell. I mean school. I hate it.

Well I don't hate school. Technically I just hate waking up early, the teachers, the drama, homework, studying! It's just all too much. And now thinking about becoming a senior when classes open again for the next school year when classes this year hasn't even ended yet just aggravates me. Finals are coming up and I know I'm failing miserably in Geometry and Trigonometry. Some say that I actually have good grades. I mean I do, but for me having a grade below 85 is not good.

"Will you chill out! Let me finish okay? I know you'll agree anyways."

I pretended to zip my lips and lock it, throwing the imaginary key in the process.

"Okay. So I was thinking that as soon as our senior year start, we would each have this 'Travel Jar' and everyday we could put in there our spare money so that when summer comes, we would all go on an adventure together!"

I think I like this.