I was editing the story to post it on my account when my phone buzzes. I wonder who it is this late. It’s probably Dean texting about some new girl or a party that he crashed. So I just ignore it and go back to what I was doing before. Again out of curiosity I check my phone and a smile appears on my face immediately.
It’s Emma. I was freaking out with happiness. I started jumping around my room. Then I realised I had to give a reply because jumping around in my room with happiness isn’t gonna help me get her to like me.
I text her back. This is how the conversation goes:
ME: Hi
SHE: I love your story
ME: *trying to be modest* Tnx but it’s not that great.
SHE: Oh c’mon, you know that’s not true.
ME: Ummm, maybe.
SHE: Can I ask you something?
ME: Ya sure
SHE: R u a guy or a girl?
ME: Wt do u think?
SHE: I think you are a guy.
ME: Y do u think so?
SHE: I just figured since your story is from a guy’s point of view you might be a guy.
ME: Well then your assumption was one hundred percent right. I am a guy.
SHE: Cool then, what’s your name then?
ME: Y don’t you figure that out too?
SHE: Oh, so u want me to figure that out too? Fine I will definitely.
ME: Good luck. I just hope you figure it out soon.
SHE: Okay then, it was nice talking to you. Bye.
ME : Good night. Sweet dreams.
SHE: *liked a message you sent*
Good Night
I slept grinning like an idiot that night.
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Wandering Papers
Teen FictionEMMA She has the perfect life. A loving family and her favourite part time job. She always dreamed of falling in love with a stranger. When life throws that opportunity at her will she fulfill her dream? TYLER He is th...
