Sunny's Diary

[21] Unknown Number

Check out the banner I made, its on the side. I couldnt have made this without you, Bianca. ;)

If youve read a certain author's note of mine, or checked the comment section, then youll probably know who Bianca is.

Or @azazazaz12345789 (I swear, its hard to miss that long username)

Anyway, what do u think of the banner?

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Dear Diary,

I sit here, zoning out as Monday blabbers on about the new book she's been reading for school, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. She blabbered on about how much she didn't like it, and I snort.

I think I've watched the movie. And it was good. I don't really understand why the book would've sucked.

To be honest, I enjoyed movies more than books. But that doesn't mean I don't like books either. Books are amazing, and I have Wattpad for a reason.

But, I'm just stating my opinion.

My phone then buzzes from the wooden table I placed it on. The phone vibrates on the table, making a very loud noise, since it was on the wood.

I quickly pick it up, just as mom enters the room. "Monday?"

"Yeah?"

"Why don't you tell mom everything. Someone just texted me." I reason.

"Sure."

I take a quick glance at mom, who was glaring at me as Monday continues her little rant.

I gave her an apologetic look, before leaving the room. I enter the living room, plopping down on my favorite couch and opening the message.

Hi.

It was from an unknown number, and that's what worried me.

Who are you?

He or she's reply came quicker than I thought.

Its Ethan.

I smile, seeing the message.

Ethan was another one of Valentine's friends. And one of my own as well. I'll admit he was pretty cute, but yeah.

I almost liked him, to be honest. ALMOST. I would've liked him, if Valentine never started hanging out with me.

How'd you get my number?

If I remember correctly, I never gave it to him...

Cotton gave it to me.

So... she just gave it to you out of nowhere?

What he was saying didn't quite make any sense. At all.

I asked it from her.

I'm pretty sure I turned beat red, I don't really know.

Our conversation went from there. We sent nonsense to each other. It started with serious things, until we ran out of questions, so it kinda led to riddles. I smile, remembering one.

I come ones a year, twice a week, but never in a month. What am I?

And he didn't get the answer right. That's for sure.

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So, what do u think of Ethan? Hmmm...

What's the answer to the riddle?

I'll try and put the infamous Mr. Johnson in the next chap. Don't worry. ;)

Pls vote and comment. Bye