"I miss you Ethan.." Read: 9:30 pm

9:30 pm

I groaned as my alarm began blaring its annoying sound. I turned my side over and hit the off button.

I grabbed my phone from my side table and began checking my social media's. I went on twitter, and explained my idiocy. Twitter was kind of there for me to just rant.. i don't really have a following, my friends follow me, some random people.

I tweeted about my text to Ethan last night. And a few more things.

I finally decided to get out of my comfy white bed and get ready for the day. Most seniors can drive so we don't have to go in as early as others, so it was 7:30 when i went to put on some white skinny jeans with holes in them, a maroon top that i tucked in my pants, and my maroon vans.

I went over to my mirror and brushed my dirty blonde hair that ive had straightened for 3 days now, and put it into a high ponytail.

I went over to my dresser and got some silver bracelets as i put on my silver heart necklace.

I looked at myself in the mirror and gave an exceptional okay as i grabbed my black jansport back pack and headed downstairs. There in the kitchen i see my little brother, Andrew, (who's 7 by the way) and my mom. My dad is already at work, he leaves at 4:30 in the morning.

I kiss my mom on the cheek as i grab a bag and some cereal and poor it in.

I say bye to her and Andrew and close the front door. I get in my car and drive to school.

I enter the building just in time for homeroom to begin.

I sit in a seat in the far back and go on my phone as the morning announcements starts playing.

I go on twitter. I decide to go on latest tweets, not really sure why, sometimes i go on there to see stuff about the world, to see what others are up to, or anything about the world and saving it.

I scroll and scroll until i stop on a name.

"Ethan Dolan"

My breath hitched. I didn't bother looking up to see if anyone was looking at me.

I turned my brightness down and looked back down at my phone.

The person who retweeted it was one of my random followers.

I read the tweet with complete curiosity and focus.

"I miss you too..."

The tweet said.

At this point, there was no more air left in my lungs.

Why didn't he just text back?

Or maybe.. this wasn't about me at all.. and he had a new ex.

I frowned at the thought of him being with someone other than me. It broke me to pieces. And if he ever was, why didn't Grayson tell me?

I looked to see when the tweet was tweeted, 6:30 am,

That's 3:30 am CA time..
Which means he was up.. when i texted him my message.. ofc he was up! It was 9 pm for him then. Ugh i'm so stupid.

I heard a ding come from my phone and instantly cursed myself. I turned off my ringer so the annoying noise would stop being so obnoxiously loud in front of all my classmates.

I saw Grayson's name pop up.

The bell rang before i got the chance to check it.

I stuffed my phone on my back pocket and threw my book bag over my head as i started first block, Health.
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