Aloha. Yeah I don’t have much to say soo.. Hi. I’m Olivia, and this is my *cough* imaginary *cough cough* boyfriend, Minho. *He waves but you probably can’t see for… reasons.* I hate blankets when they make me really hot ugh. And OMFG MY BIRD WON’T SHUT UP LIKE WTF IS HER PROBLEM. I’m sorry. I’m really bored but I feel like writing so maybe I should get on with the story… Buh-bye.
PS I’VE BEEN READING THOMINHO FANFICS ALL DAY OMG THE FEEEEELS!
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything from The Maze Runner, only mah boi, James Dashner. I sent him a really long note via instagram and he still hasn’t read it. Ugh.
“Just dial! It’s not that hard,” one of my friends said.
“Yes it is!” I replied back. My friends, Dalice, Eliza, Megan, and Kat were trying to get me to call a guy, Jackson, which I had met earlier.
“She could always text him,” Dal suggested.
“Yes, yes! Thank you, Dal!” I praised her.
“No, you are going to call him and that’s that,” said Eliza with sternness.
I glared at Eliza, and eventually it turned into a staring contest. But my contacts always drying out, yes that’s my excuse, I just blurted out, “Fine, I’ll do it,” and started to dial Jackson’s number.
“And you girls have to be quiet while I’m talking to him,” I told them as the phone rang and they all gave out a short laugh and nodded.
Riiiiing
Riiiiing
Riiiiing
“Hello?” Omigosh what do I say?!
“Uh… Hi,” I said nervously.
“Oh, this is Olivia. The girl you met in the shoe store,” I added, realizing he probably didn’t know who it was.
He chuckled and replied, “Hey, you.”
“Hi,” I said awkwardly.
“So what are you up to right now, beautiful?”
I blushed a little, “Just uh.. talking to you and sitting with my friends.”
“Oh you’re with your friends?”
“Yeah. Does… does that bother you?”
“No of course not!” Jackson exclaimed
“Oh, haha okay. How have you been today?” I attempted at conversation.
