Seven Months

Chapter 4

Chapter 4: Jacob's British?

"See I've been waiting all day, for you to call me, baby. So let's get up, let's get on it, don't you leave me brokenhearted tonight." -Brokenhearted Karmin

I woke up to my phone vibrating, making the whole bed vibrate. Yeah, remind me to never leave my phone on my bed at night. I groggily sat up, rubbing my eyes with the palms of my hands. I dung around my bed for my phone, wondering who would be texting me this early. OK, so when I found my phone I realized it was noon, but that's beside the point. Once I saw what it was a smile came onto my face.

Did you fall asleep on me?

I read the message from Jacob multiple times, before responding.

Yeah, sorry. Long shopping day yesterday*insert yawn here*

I slowly climbed out of bed and walked over to my dresser. I pulled out a pair of black cheetah print studded short shorts, a red tank top, and shorty socks. I pulled them on, then walked over to my closet and grabbed a light wash denim vest and my black supras. I put the denim jacket over top and pulled my supras on my feet. I walked over to my jewelry box and picked out black dangly earrings with a gold stick allway necklace. I paired the outfit with my nerd glasses, that actually help me see, and my fringed bag. But I saved the bag for later. I ran a brush through my hair, letting it do it's normal curls. I went back over and check my phone to see I had a new message.

Your tired from shopping? I thought you lasses liked shopping?

I frowned. What does lass mean? I found out from my trusted friend Google that it is the British term for girl. I shrugged it off and replied.

I do like shopping, just not for hours at a time. My feet ache!

I walked down the hallway, phone in hand, and into the kitchen. I went on a hunt for food. I checked the the fridge, nothing made there. I sighed dramatically and decided to be weird and check the microwave. I saw my mom had made her world famous waffles with bacon in them. Don't judge, it's delicious. I felt my phone vibrate, and fished it out of the pockets of my shorts. I checked the message and laughed.

Your feet ache?! I stand in a store for 6 hours and your complaining! Blimey woman, man up!

I couldn't help but burst out laughing at the message. I held me side I was laughing so hard. Gosh, I am weird. Wonder what 'blimey' means? Google, my friend, let's see what you've got. I searched the word the Safari app on my phone. Huh, I thought, that's not what I was expecting. Blimey is used to express ones surprise or excitement. OK, then. I exited that app and replied to his text.

I am a man! And when you read that your going to roll your eyes, I just know it.

I put my phone on the counter and got a plate and put a waffle on it. I got a fork to and dug in. After only taking one bite, the counter vibrated. That, or it was my phone. I walked the two steps over to my phone and picked it up, unlocking it.

Your right, I did roll my eyes. A fit girl who can predict the future, I like it.

I blushed at his text. OK, so I knew what the word 'fit' meant in British terms. He just pretty much called me hot. Is he a Brit?

Did you just call me fit? Nah, I think you've got me confused with this other girl that you randomly met in Holister.

I sighed as I went and and finished and my waffle. I rinsed my dishes and put them in the dishwasher. I checked my phone and saw there was a new message from Jacob.

Yes, I did just call you fit. I'm surprised you know what it means. I don't think you know how much lads look at you, from what your friend says you catch a lot of lads' eyes and don't even notice it.