This story is about the 16 years old Roxy and the 17 years old Jim. They are both on high school, in the same class. They don't really know each other, until they have to do a project together for the subject History. But it's not going pretty well...
I look at my phone, while scrolling through my instagram. It's the afternoon after school, and I'm bored. I go to my messages, and text some random people. Hmm.. Let's go text Jim, I bet he is nice.
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Why is he so mean? I'm just texting him...
Jim's pov
Why is she texting me? She's so weird... I click on her profile picture, and look at her face. She is pretty...
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Why did I just tell her that? She's a nerd... I put my phone away, I'm done with this weird conversation...
Roxy's pov
Omg.. He called me pretty... But.. What? I don't get it anymore.. I stare at the message. Then I click on his profile picture to look at him again. Okay yeah he is hot. He is really hot. I bet he has a sixpack. I type a message, ready to send it but I stop when my finger almost touches the screen. No, don't send that, that's weird. You don't just ask someone if they have a sixpack.. I delete the message again, and I put my phone away. I fall down on my bed and I stare to the ceiling. Fuck, I still gotta send him my address. I grab my phone again, and I text him my address. He asks what time he can come and I look at the time. I send a text back: "Eehm.. Now?" Omg he says okay.. He's coming to my house, this is gonna be awkward... I put my phone away again and look at the clock. I'll have to wait 15 minutes until he's here.. I stare at the ceiling again, look at the clock, stare at the ceiling and look at the clock again. I hope he won't act annoying... No probably not, just take the lead and act like you're cool. I mutter: "Why am I still thinking about him? Okay think of something else... Donuts!" Just when I want to start thinking about donuts, I hear the door bell ringing. Oh no, he's here...
Jim's pov
I am standing in front of the front door of her house. Nervous, I don't even know why I'm nervous. Okay, just be cool, act like you're a cool guy who kisses every hot girl in town. I hear someone walking at the door, and I see the door getting opened by someone. "Hi, come in" Roxy looks at me. I look back, right into her eyes, just for one second. But then I look away and say: "Yeah okay, sure." Cool? That didn't sound cool at all... Just try harder. Roxy sits down at the kitchen table, so I just sit down too. "So eehm..." She looks a little bit nervous at me. "Let's just start right away." I look at her, and nod. We talk about the project for a while, and we work on the project, and I'm actually starting to feel comfortable around this girl... She's so nice and I get the feeling she always knows what to do.. I look at her, and I decide that I'm gonna change the subject. I wanna know more about her, more about her life. So I ask: "So... Do you have any siblings?" Roxy looks at me, and for one second she looks surprised, I think because I'm interested in her. The next second it looks like she's thinking, but then, in one second it changes to a really sad look on her face. Why is she looking so sad? Did I say something wrong? She looks at me, and then she gets tears in her eyes. I look back, a little bit confused. "I'm sorry I... Did I say something wrong?" I ask. She looks at me, and I see tears rolling down her cheeks. What do I do now?
