Chapter 4

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"Oh my god!" that's all I can manage to say. Still in complete an utter shock.

"That was-that was amazing!" Abi chokes.

"I can't believe that just happened!" Charlotte said.

Did that just happen? Did I just meet my idols? Michael knows what I look like! by that statement I feel weak.

"Where's Amba?" Lauren said worried.

"I don't know. I haven't seen her since we met them" Abi replied.

*buzz*

*Amba Hemmings: I've gone to the toilet. I'll meet you outside."

"Ambas gone to the toilet. She will meet us outside" I parrot the text. Relief washes over us.

*buzz*

"Is that Amba again?" Lauren ashed

"Um no I er I don't know who it is" I say with a worried expression.

*anonymous: hey x*

"Reply!!!" Charlotte screamed at me.

*me: hey, who is this?* I reply slowly.

*buzz*

*anonymous: you can't know yet*

After over an hour of talking to this strange but very polite stranger, I'm nearly home. Just realised I haven't talked to my friends the whole journey. Feeling slightly car sick.

"Everything alright?" Amba asked.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. This random guy just started texting me, he seems really nice" I say with a smile. I know I shouldn't be talking to him; he could be 33 for all I know, but he doesn't seem it. The way he talks tells me he's a teenager. Maybe 18.

*buzz*

*anonymous: you really are beautiful you know? I love how your eyes sparkle under the light. I love the way your lips move around every letter of my name. I love the way your hair smells and that's a scent that will stay with me forever.*

We all go up to my room so we can all contribute in texting this charming stranger.

"Just put thanks. You can't compliment him. You don't know him!" Ruby said.

*me: thanks? I really wish I knew who you were*

*buzz*

*anonymous: you will...soon*

*me: when? When though?*

*buzz*

*anonymous: soon, we need to arrange a place to meet. Trust me that I'm not a pedophile. I'm not like 33 I'm 18. I'm a boy. That really likes you*

***

After a couple days of constant talking I feel like I have developed feelings. I know its stupid. I know i shouldn't. I know everything about him.. apart from his name. I need to get the courage to tell him. Here I go

*me: I don't know your name. I don't know who you are but I don't care. I know a lot about you and that's all I need. I think I like you...*

*buzz*

*anonymous: really? I didn't think you would ever like me that way. I only thought you would like me for what I do..*

What is he on about? I don't even know what he does for a living.

*me: and what's that?*

*buzz*

*anonymous: shit. I can't tell you not yet.. Meet me at Allesley Park at 12pm tomorrow. You will know who I am when I come. Bring a friend. I'm bringing one. You know him too*

I jump from my bed ecstatic that I can meet the person I've been talking to for days.

*me: really? Okay? You better be up to my standards of you:') no I'm joking.*

*buzz*

*anonymous: see you tomorrow beautiful xx*

I instantly call Ruby.

"RUBY WE ARE MEETING HIM TOMORROW! COME WITH ME" I screamed down the phone

"Oh my god. Okay where?" She said trying to hide her excitement.

"Allesley Park!" I said in a calmer voice than before.

"Okay bye!"

***

The next day me and Ruby got to the park a bit earlier than expected because we were too excited. Both of us scanning the park looking at every teenage boy if that's my mystery admirer. None of them are. I don't recognise anyone.

I focused on this group of boys on the zip wire trying to figure out if I know anyone.

"Oh my god Danni!" Ruby hit me and pointed at these two boys walking our way.

"Oh my god it can't be" I said gasping.

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