Tanner POV
From: Heather
Hey, how are you(:
To: Heather
Fine.
I know this is a game, why do I even bother responding, there probably laughing there asses off knowing how pathetic I am for still trying.
From: Heather
That's good then. How was your day?
To: Heather
Fine.
From: Heather
Are you ok?
To: Heather
I'm just great. How bout you..Kayla
From: Heather
Who's Kayla?
To: Heather
You are. Your best friend Shea told me the truth.
Kayla POV
That little bitch! I read the message and couldn't respond. I mean yeah I should have said I was sorry and see what he had to say, but being the coward I am, I just couldn't do it. I should have told him earlier, the truth. I got a message from Ryan, but I couldn't read it. What if it says he never wants to speak to me again, or maybe saying I'm a bitch, or worse. I closed my laptop deciding to not read the message and went downstairs.
Tanner POV
To: Heather
Listen, I did the same thing to you, not
telling you who I really was. My names Tanner, I'm not a football captain, I'm the nerdiest kid in my grade, I'm not popular, I'm a foster kid, and I'm sorry for not telling you sooner.
I sent the message and waited. And waited. And waited. Still no response. She must have read the message and thought what a faggot I am. Or she hates me, maybe she doesn't want to talk to a nerd like me. I refreshed the page for the millionth time and still no responses. I shutdown my computer, laid and my bed and cried myself to sleep. Just like every single night.
Maybe this is a sign to just give up. On her, and on life.
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Teen FictionShe didn't know him. He didn't know her. But they were closer than you think. Kayla Paul hates all the guys in her town, they are all cocky rich boys and she didn't like it. Her best friend Shea was dating one of those boys, which meant lon...
