IM5 Imagines *Completed*

That Flower App

Dedicated to: JayWay32

JAYSA'S POV

I came home from my dance class and dropped my bag on the ground. It landed with a thud...it HAD been heavier than usual.

I leaned down and opened it, only to find that NOTHING inside was mine. I smacked my head, since I grabbed the wrong bag.

I tried to think of who's bag this could be. I rummaged through it, throwing out some junk (they'll thank me later) when I came across their phone.

I turned it on then unlocked it. The home screen shown brightly as incoming messages came in.

I scrolled and clicked on their camera roll. Photos of Dana were everywhere... Man he takes alot of selfies. At least I know who's bag I have now.

As I scrolled through his pictures, one message notification popped up that really caught my eye.

"Duuddee have you asked her out yet"

My curiosity got the best of me and I opened the messages. Hmm... Dana has a secret crush, I thought. I'm so going to embarrass him tomorrow when I confront him about it.

Then I thought, if I have Dana's bag, then he has to have mine. I mentally smacked my head thinking of what he would possibly be doing with my phone.

What if he opened my period tracker? Boys...

The next day, during dance class, I approached Dana.

"So..who is this mystery girl?" I asked waving his phone toward him. He face palmed and when he looked up, his face was red.

"It's...you."

"What?" I'm pretty sure I heard him wrong. He said it was me but maybe he meant it was Youu-ma. Yea... Uma.

"It's you Jaysa." Nope... He definitely meant me.

"Oh..." I murmured looking down. Suddenly my shoes became very interesting. Instead of embarrassing Dana, I embarrassed myself.

"So... Do you want to hang out sometime?" Dana asked placing two fingers on my chin and lifting my head up so we were eye level. I gave him a measly head nod. I was sooo not going to turn him down.

"Here's your bag." I managed to utter in a quiet tone.

"Here's yours." He handed me my bag and phone then added, "That was a cool flower app you had. What does it track? Periods? Nose bleeds? Periods?"

I smacked my forehead as Dana laughed. I guess he had gotten to my period tracker.