A Necklace of Hope

Chapter 1: Text Talk

Narrator

He walks down the hall to his bedroom.

"Noah! I have to go to work, can you please clean the dishes?" His mom asks.

"Yeah," he says. He hears a door slam shut. He turns right, into his bedroom. The bedroom walls were blue, aqua blue. He had rock band posters up. AC/DC and Mettalica lined his walls. His bed was a greenish, lined with stripes of blue. He had a dresser painted blue and pictures were set on it. Pictures of his mom, dad, and sister. His phone lit up with a text from his friend.

" You gonna go to the party?" His friend asks. Noah thinks for a moment.

" Idk?" He texts. He only has one friend, Eric. Eric was a chick magnet. His charms were definitely something to fall for. His sparkling blue eyes, mixed with his chocolate brown hair. He once dyed it dirty blond, but nobody liked it. Good thing the dye was only temporary.

His phone lit up again.

"I wanted you to come with me. Maybe meet some girls?" Eric texts.

"Now you explain the girls?" He texts back.

"Well now your convinced?!"

"Maybe?" He drops his phone remembering he has to clean dishes. He turns left out of his room down the hall. The hall is lined with pictures of his family. He turns right into the kitchen. He grabs a sponge and a dirty plate and starts his work. It takes him about ten minutes to get them washed and dried. He walks back down the hall into his room. His phone lit up once again, but this time from an unknown number.

"Hey you wanna come to my party?" He goes back into Eric's contact and texts him.

"Hey do you know the number 470-3981?" He texts.

"Oh, that's Erica's number!" Eric texts.

"Are you serious?!"

"Umm, ya." Eric texts back.

Noah does a little punch in the air and does his victory dance.