Chapter 2

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Holy Maloly, Y'all are amazing for giving me so many reads on my first chapter. So chapter 2 is here.

Breanna and I have been sitting in the bathroom for a good 5 minutes and we still haven't found a number, I looked in the smallest stall and went in. I never liked going into the small stall because they were always too small for my taste.

"Hey Bre" I began to say, "I think I found a number to use" I heard her run into the stall with me, just making the small space feel even smaller. The number was drawn in red lipstick, it looked like a really deep red like somebody drew in deeply, and I put the number in my phone.

Breanna and I walked out and saw a girl staring at us like we had 2 heads, she began moving her finger between Bre and I, "is this the normal for you two, coming out of the same stall" she said with an English accent. Breanna and I looked between each other with a disgusted face, "eww no we aren't like that" I said in defiance. She put her hand up defending herself, "alright love settle down, don't get upset I was just wondering" she said as she put her Arms back down.

The girl went to wash her hand, as she did this she looked at us in wonder. "You aren't from around here are you?" I asked, because I mean hell I know Breanna was thinking it too. "Right you are mate" she said as she turned back around to us with a smile, "I'm from London" the girl said.

"That's so cool, I've always wanted to go there" I said, its true I've wanted to visit London since I found out the world wasn't just the little town I grew up in. Breanna looked between the girl and I, Bre decided it would be a good idea to push her elbow into my ribs. I looked at her with my face scrunched up, "do you mind I need those" I whispered to her.

Breanna sighed and looked back at the girl, "What my friend is forgetting to say is, we didn't catch your name" Breanna said. "Oh silly me, my names Kenisha Christian, what about you guys" we looked at her and smiled as we walked out of the bathroom, "I'm Jacie Lynn Andrews and this is Breanna Mitchell" I said intro us both to her. We walked out of the bathroom and stood outside the bathroom door for a minute as I looked at the number in my phone, "are you gonna do it"? I hear Breanna ask. I nodded to her I looked at my phone to see if I know who the number belonged to.

I didn't so I decided to send a message to the phone, the rules were, 1. You can't ask who it was, and 2. They can't tell you who they are. How do they know not to tell you who they are you ask? well you tell them you got their number from the wall, and they know auto magically.

Kenisha and Breanna came to stand beside me as I clicked on the number as we all watched in wonder at the small screen, I thought about what I was going to say, what if Bre was right what if this guys a creep or a rapist.

Message: Hey I got your number from the bathroom wall, just thought I'd say hello, so...Hello.

My friends always tell me I'm awkward, especially when I text. I sent the message and then put my phone in my back pocket, I looked at Breanna and Kenisha. "Hey" I said to Kenisha, "Do you mind if we call you Nisha or something because your name is super long" I said, she laughed at my comment and nodded her head.

We walked to our lockers and found out they weren't that far away from each other, although Breanna and I had planned to have our lockers next to each other so it was just Nisha that was a locker or two down. We began to walk to class as I felt my phone buzz in my pant pocket, I pulled out my phone and looked at it seeing I had a text message from the number I got this morning.

Message: Hahah... Hello. So if you don't mind me asking, what are you doing right now?

I just stared at my phone in shock as I reread the message over, and over again. "Holy shit, y'all look at this" I said to my friends as they walked back to me to read over my shoulder. They just looked at each other in shock then looked at me, they both had such big smiles on their faces it was starting to become creepy, then Breanna looked at me and began to say, "So, who do you think he is?" she asked, "any guesses" she finished as she rubbed her hands together. Nisha and I just laughed.

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