♡ She's shy. He's a socialite. Both are different races. She's a teacher's pet. He's an Instagram star and the most popular guy at Middleton High, along with being the principal's son and has EVERY ONE around him. Diane Moore and Travis Sanchez are...
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Annnnnnd I'll try to update more too. Tanks boo
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Travis pov
I walked in home-doors unlocked, seeing my dad slumped in the chair drinking. Three empty bottles next to him on the floor, "Where wass you?" he slurrs out. "At a friends house" I go on my way to walk upstairs, "Boy, iss afta medianoche (midnight), you been doin' more of 'em girls out there?" I sigh ignoring him and went up the stairs, tripping half way, seeing double ofeverything in red and blue. I dragged myself to my room and slammed the door behind me, locking it lazily. I didn't even make it to the bed before passing out on the floor.
Diane pov
"Well she said I could go, Mel no problems this time!!" "Movies 10pm next Saturday?" "Yeah. Anyway I'm going to sleep." "This early?" "Its past midnight Mel." "Fine, see ya Monday ya introvert" she hangs up. Someone texted me as soon as she hung up,
(605)-475-6966
Sup
I ignored it, maybe its someone who thinks I'm someone else. They'll see its not who they think it is.
(605)-475-6966
ik u there diane
I look back, my eyes widened. How did this person know my name?! Is it another person that saw me fall and now they have my number?! Or could it be some kidnapper? A human trafficker?! A GANG!! No way! I'm just overthinking things as usual! Okay deep breath, I don't want to get shaky again. I took some deep breaths as I picked up the phone, "Just probably...s-somebody maybe?" I whisper to myself, seeing the phone slightly shake from my sweaty palms, oh no, its happening again!
You
Hello-
'NO wait scratch that, I'll look like a kid doing that, um...'
What-
No...I'll come off as a rude jerk-ugh forget it-
(605)-475-6966
Its cutie u seen today
How the, oh cellll naw this ain't him. Definitely. I mean I only known him for like 2 days now.
You
Travis? youre not him, you got the wrong person
(605)-475-6966 sent an image
Not more images...
Travis Sanchez was right here, right now. How did he even get my number?! My phone was in my book bag the whole time!! Sneaky sneaky-ugh!
Seems his room is dark, his face was illuminated by the bright screen of his phone, especially his eyes, them emeralds. His shiny curly hair was messy and he was still in his clothes, but it looks like he was in bed. But it was hard to not look at that innocent-fine face of his, Diane what are you thinking?! No crushes! Fries before guys!! (more like tacos )
You
How did you get my number?
You changed (605)-475-6966 to That Guy
You
How did u get it?!
That Guy
That's a secret.
You
u better not have some bloods or pedros following me!
That Guy
Pedros?
You
listen you should go to bed I'm not talking to stoned people
That Guy
Im no stoned wht are you talking about
You
u even misspelled 'what' and 'not', and your eyes are dilated in the pic you sent me. I guess rich people have fancy dandelions to smoke too. Bye
I turned my phone off to charge it for tomorrow. I snuggled in my bed and continued watching my documentaries.
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