Amnesia || Ashton Irwin

Wheels On Meg || Chapter 20

Meghan's POV

"Whats even the point of this project?" Becca groaned. I'm over at her house and we're working on our English project, and what I mean by working on our project, I mean sitting in her room in a random position groaning and complaining. "Ugh. Why do we even have an English class?" she mumbled. "I already talk it perfectly!" she was laying on her back, her legs up against the wall. I was sitting at her desk, looking at my now orange hair.

"You are the whole reason why we have English classes." I giggle. She just shrugged her shoulders and stared at her feet, wiggling back and forth. I keep looking through my hair. "What colour should I do my hair next?" spun around, looking up at her Harry Potter poster.

"I think you should go pink!" she said, grabbing a strand of her lilac coloured hair, twisting it around with her fingers. I spun back around, looking in the mirror. Hm... maybe pink wouldn't look so bad. I thought to myself. Just as I pick up a strand of my hair, my phone goes off. I look at the screen, as I read who it's from.

From: Unknown

Hey! It's Michael!

My eyes widen as I read the text, a huge smile appearing on my face. "Becca?" I speak, a shocked tone in my voice. She sat up and looked at me with a puzzled look on her face. "You won't believe who just texted me." I said, handing her my phone.

"Oh my god!" She spoke, just above a whisper. "Michael. Freaking. Clifford?!" she then shouted. I giggled, a blush creeping apon my cheeks.

"I can't believe it." I say, taking my phone back. She goes back to her original position as I tap the reply box and start typing.

To : Unknown

Hiii

I click 'Create New Contact' and put in his number, making his contact name Mikey. Just as I hit 'Save', he had already replied.

From: Mikey

Guess whaaaaat?!

To: Mikey

What is it, Tinky Winky?

From: Mikey

Meaner.you won't be calling me that much longer.

To: Mikey

Why? What's up?

From: Mikey

You've inspired my next hair colour!

To: Mikey

Really? When you gonna dye it?

From: Mikey

You'll see...

I couldn't keep the smile off of my face, as I felt my cheeks getting hotter by the second.

To: Mikey

btw, how'd u get my number?

From: Mikey

Amelia gave it to me! I wanted to chat!

To: Mikey

OMG yay!

I felt my cheeks burning by now, the biggest smile was now spread like Nutella on toast. Becca was looking at me with a cheeky grin. "Wheels on you, Meg."

"Oh shut up. You would be the same with Calum." I spat. Her face went red, then dropped into a frown. "Becca what's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't have his number, he doesn't have mine!" she said, sitting up. She spun around, leaning her back against the wall and pulling her knees to her chest. "Im worried that I annoyed him when we hung out at Amy's last weekend. Do you think I annoyed him?" a look of sympathy takes over my face.