3 - vegan burritos
Recently, my grandparents from my father's side have moved out of their house in LA, so my family and I are currently staying there, since it seems like we keep going back and forth from Ohio to LA these days.
Don't worry, my grandparents agreed.
Anyways, yesterday was such a dream.
Unbelievable.
I've done an interview with Billie Eilish, she followed me on Instagram, and most importantly, we've exchanged numbers.
Speaking of numbers, I haven't texted her, yet.
And she hasn't texted me.I guess I didn't really have the time.
It's like 12 pm, and I've literally just woke up.
Tell you what, I think I'll text her right now.
I grab my phone, which was on my bedside table.
I search through my contacts.
Shit.
I forgot to put her name.
Great.
Now, I have two unnamed numbers in my phone: Billie's and Dalton's, and I didn't know which one's which's.
What am I supposed to do now?
I mentally facepalm myself.
I guess I'll just say hi to both of the numbers.
I go to the first unnamed number, "Hey."
And the second one, "Yo."
Now, I just wait for the replies.
A few moments later, my phone beeps, signalling a text message.
1 new text message from 0*********
I open it.
That's definitely Dalton.
Dalton's fast to reply.
I smile.
YOU ARE READING
Smile, Billie [ a billie eilish fanfic | girl x girl ]
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