Dust

Text Messages

        Drake's P.O.V

Today was a decent day, nothing interesting happened though. We got a project assigned from Mr. Stylinson which sucked, because I wasn't really expecting any assigned projects this early of the semester. I guess it's alright, I don't even have a choice on whether or not if I want to do it. But I'm quite glad that we have partners for this project.

Also, I am beyond thankful that I didn't get one of those annoying chicks from the class. Instead, I got this pretty cool guy named Grant. 

We never really talked much, but I noticed that we shared all the same classes this semester. From what I have seen, I noticed that he doesn't really like to put himself out there too. Grant always sits in the back of the class, keeping quiet to himself. I never really understood why he does that. He seems like a really cool guy. Maybe, just maybe, I can change the fact that he always pushes himself away from people. I know he's a shy guy, but hopefully he'll open up to me and let me in.

Before I left last period, I asked if he would want to change numbers, so we can plan our meet ups for our project.

Scrolling through my numerous contacts, I finally land on his.

To Grant; Hey Grant! It's Drake (: Whatcha doin'?

        Grant's P.O.V

Oh

My 

God

Destyn just texted me, oh my god.

I'm shaking right now.

From Drake; Hey Gino! It's Drake (: Whatcha doin'?

Totally not thinking about you..

To Drake; Oh nothing, just laying in bed listening to music.

Send.

I can't believe I'm texting him right now.  What if I say something he weird and he'll start thinking I'm a freak or something? God, I don't know what I'd do if that ever happened.

The weekend consisted of Destyn and I texting each other, nothing else. It wasn't much of an exciting weekend, but just spending it texting him made it great. 

I can't wait for school tomorrow, knowing that I'll get to see him all day. 

Please, oh please, be a good day tomorrow.