Dysfunctional

3

I sat watching the movie with the guys asleep on the couches. My phone vibrated signaling that I had a new notification on my phone.

I dug through my pocket and looked to see that I had a new dm from Cassandra.

"So much for being down to earth"

I silently laughed. This girl knew how to push someone's buttons.

I began typing on my phone to reply.

"Have we met before? Did you go to my old high school?"

I sent it and within a few minutes there was reply.

"Trust me I would have remembered that, but I did go to the same school with you, I was two years behind you."

I thought I knew her from somewhere. The name sounded familiar. I got up from the couch and went to my old yearbook. I flipped through and there she was. She was beautiful, her dark brown hair with red tips was placed delicately on her shoulder. Her smile was beautiful, her light blue eyes gleaming in the light of the flash.

I smiled at the picture and went back to my phone and went in Twitter.

"I remember you, we should meet up."

She replied within seconds.

"My mother always told me not to meet with strangers from the Internet."

I laughed as I looked at the dm. I was going to find a way to meet her.