From: 63 9** *** ****
Hi. Good morning.
I am the guy from last time remember? You gave me your number.
To: 63 9** *** ****
Yeah, I remember. I was really expecting for your message. *insert wink emoji*
What the?! I WASN'T EXPECTING FOR HIS TEXTS!!
From: 63 9** *** ****
Really? I am honored!
To: 63 9** *** ****
Hahaha! Stop being formal.
From: 63 9** *** ****
You don't like formal ones?
To: 63 9** *** ****
Hmm. Sort of. *insert wink emoji*
SORT OF?!
WHERE DO THESE WINKS COME FROM?!
From: 63 9** *** ****
Alright. What's your name by the way? I forgot to ask you personally.
To: 63 9** *** ****
Tris Fuentes. Yours is?
From: 63 9** *** ****
You have a beautiful name. Dustin Cray Sandoval's mine.
To: 63 9** *** ****
That's why it suits me too well. *insert flips hair emoji*
Did she just mentioned my whole name? Argh! And the last part...
I cupped my face with my own hands and pursed my eyes shut.
"What the heck is wrong with you, two?!"
The silent ride was interrupted by my voice. The other teachers were shocked, but the two evil fellow just chuckled.
"Why? What happened?" Jedd, our team leader, asked.
"Those two.." I pointed Sheen and Franchey, "just messed up my life!"
And as if on cue, the two burst their asses out.
I hate them.. like seriously!
*****
We had to stop at Valencia for a while to grab breakfast.
"I'll order. What do you want?" Franchey asked.
I gave her a death glare. "I want to kill the both of you."
They laughed again.
"Look. You'll thank us afterwards, believe me." she said.
"Why would I thank you? You made me look like a total flirt to that guy." I even rolled my eyes at her.
"Duh! Have you read the entire conversation? It looks like he has interest in you." Sheen intruded.
"Oh really? That's good!" I sarcastically exclaimed.
To: 63 9** *** ****
Why did you contact me just now? I was expecting you to message me right away.
Like I said I wasn't expecting him!!!
From: 63 9** *** ****
Sorry. I hesitated first. The girl beside you wrote the number, so I thought it's her number and not yours.
I'm thankful it's really yours.
Really? He's thankful?
Ugh. Tris, words are deceitful. Guys will make you fall this fast with their suave words, but behind those words are lies.
I didn't waste more time to read the whole conversation in my inbox, I deleted the whole thread at once.
I didn't want to be swayed by those kind of words.
Settle your hormones, Tris. You are here for a reason and that is not it. Keep it in mind.
I turned my phone off.
YOU ARE READING
Meet Me in My Right Time
Storie breviThat was perfect. He was a perfect guy, I could say. All about and related to him was perfect... It's just me. I wasn't finished with myself that time. I wasn't myself, yet. I was so scared of my imperfection that I wasted a man so perfect.
