Falling For You

Chapter 2

**These are characters of my own creation!! I did not steal them from anyone else :D**

Paige's POV

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I burst into my room and hurriedly took out my laptop. My screen flickered on, popping up with windows that I had been using before. I clicked on the one window I had already set up, hoping that he was on by now. He usually was by this time, but there had been a few times where he had been late.

Winterstorms46: You on?

I sent him the message, bouncing my leg up and down in excitement. It had both been our first day at college at CNYU. We had both agreed to tell each other every single little detail about our days.

Drewords6: Of course I'm on!

Winterstorms46: How does it feel to be an official college freshman?

Drewords6: It's a little weird, I'm not gonna lie.

Winterstorms46: Right?? It's like they shove all this crap in your face, you buy a bunch of expensive textbooks and then it's just like WOO! COLLEGE! I AM IN COLLEGE NOW!

Drewords6: I am grinning like an idiot at my computer screen right now. Thanks.

Winterstorms46: *bows to a round of applause from a studio audience*

We then launched into a round of complementing and critiquing each other on the most recent stories we had drafted. Then we got to the most famous topic of all. Who we really were.

Drewords6: So.... I have a question.

Winterstorms46: Oh god.

Drewords6: Are you going to give me your name yet?

Winterstorms46: Why should I?

Drewords6: So we can finally meet!!

Winterstorms46: This again?

Drewords6: Yes! We can actually talk. Like face to face. You know, like a real conversation.

Winterstorms46: That sounds great. It really does! But the thing is...

Drewords6: There's always a thing with you!

Winterstorms46: I know. It's a problem.

Drewords6: In which I find adorable. Sorry, continue.

Winterstorms46: *raises eyebrow* Okay, so the thing is this- what if we screw everything up? What if we meet and hate each other or hate the way each other smell? WHAT IF YOU HATE MY QUIRKS? Cue gasp.

Drewords6: *GASP* I'm sure I'll find your quirks amazingly quirky. And just be sure to take a shower and wear lots of deodorant!

Winterstorms46: But...

Drewords6: No cuts, no butts, no coconuts!

Winterstorms46: We've been through this a million times. It's no cuts, no buts, no coconuts.

Drewords6: I'm pretty sure it's butts because coconuts literally look like a butt.

Winterstorms46: I can't do this again.

Drewords6: Don't make me bust out the coconut-butt-hybrid picture.

Winterstorms46: PLEASE DON'T. THAT PICTURE IS SCARRING.

Drewords6: Fine.

Winterstorms46: Good. Okay, I've got to go to bed now. It's almost midnight and I'm tired.

Drewords6: Tiring day?

Winterstorms46: Yeah.

Drewords6: Me too.

Winterstorms46: Night! Don't let the bedbugs eat your face off!

Drewords6: Good night! And remember the bedbugs.

I logged off and quickly changed into my pajamas. My computer dinged again, but it was probably just Drewords saying good night one more time. It didn't matter anyways, it would self-delete before I could see it. I climbed into bed and thinking about the conversation and all the things I had to do tomorrow.

Drewords6: Love you.