(Briar's POV)
July, 8th, 6:15am
Seriously?! After a whole day of not getting back to me, he decides to reply with, "sorry. Had work.".. Like, really?
I don't know why I was so surprised though. He was just a stranger, & said he was a busy guy who liked his space, so I respected that by not texting him again after he stopped messaging me. But then I get that lousy text at 9:00pm last night? Ugh.
After spending a good five minutes debating over whether I should text him back or not, I decide to just send a quick, "That's fine." I mean, maybe he'd get the hint that I wasn't happy, & he would apologise, then we'd keep texting & getting to know each other?
Ugh, stop your crazy thinking, Briar. He was just someone you were never meant to text, & now you're wanting his attention?? Stop it!!
It probably sounds crazy, but I always felt alone, & like no-one cared about me.
My sister Abbey, who is 16 years old; never really talks to me. Nothing happened between us, I just got busy with dance & college, & she got busy with sports, boys, & school.
Mum & dad were hardly around. They did care about us, & made sure to always keep a well stocked fridge & cupboard, but they were always so busy, going away on business trips. Often when they were home, they were in at the office working 24/7, so Abbey & I, still hardly saw them.
After spending a couple minutes wishing I had worded my text out differently, I sigh in frustration. Why didn't I put a 'smiley face' or 'thumbs up' emoji? Yesterday, I was so bubbly & humorous; but today I was cold & straight to the point. He is probably going to avoid texting me a all costs now.
I get out of my bed, making my way into my ensuit. I have a quick shower, making sure I wash my thick blonde hair, as I haven't done it in a couple days. I shave my legs & under my arms, then hop out, drying myself thoroughly; as I throw my silk dressing gown on over top.
I walk back into my room, opening my wardrobe. I scan the clothes for a few minutes before deciding on a pair of light blue ripped jeans, a white crop top that shows off some of my toned stomach, & a little cleavage too, but not 'too' much; & a pair of white converse.
I do my makeup, then decide to curl my straight hair, so that loose curles sculpt my face.
I finish my outfit off with the silver charm bracelet that Julian got me for my last birthday.
Before you ask, the answer is no. I wasn't dating Julian, but we definitely had a past. Something we both chose not to talk about again... But now we were best friends, & he was one of the only people I trusted; other than Vic & Logan obviously.
After packing my backpack with all my school supplies & books, I head down stairs. "Good morning!" I say, entering the kitchen.
"Morning!" Abbey says with a smile, as she continues eating her breakfast. I decided to have a piece of toast with sliced banana, & a herbal tea. I didn't really like eating big breakfasts, but I always made up for it at lunch time.
"Morning, girls!" dad said with his usual warm smile, as he entered the room. We both said it back, then continued eating our meals.
"Any plans after school today?" he asked us both curiously. Even though I was going to community college, we still referred to it as being 'school', because it was.
"I'm going to a movie with some friends." Abbey announced, walking towards the sink to rinse her bowl off.
"I have a solo practice tonight, then I'll probably just come back here & chill." I reply, scrolling through my social media.
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It Started With A Text (Bryles)
RomansaBriar Nolet was your typical 18 year old teen, in her last year of community college, trying to stay ahead with her grades and dancing, while maintaining some sort of a social life. Myles Erlick, 19 years old, and a famous singer/song writer, dancer...