A million miles away [WLW]

Reads 128
Votes 8
Parts 7
Time 30m

Reads 128
Votes 8
Parts 7
Time 30m

A small friendship grows into a beautiful relationship between two awkward teenage girls
    
    
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    It was a random message, a short, slightly awkward message. On a random chatting site filled with majorly awkward teenagers who were frightened to go outside and actually meet people. 
    
    Not that I can actually say much about that. I'm exactly the same as the people on this site. I'm awkward, slightly nervous, and by slightly, I mean majorly, teen.
    
    "Hello, i am Camila. 17, we share the hobby of film."
    
    I was going to ignore the message, just shut off my laptop and collapse onto the bed and sleep off the shitty school day i had just had, but the profile picture caught my eye. It was a character from an old horror movie that was made around 1980s, the best time for horror slashers. It wouldn't hurt to text the girl back, i mean i have nothing better to do other than Wallow in self-pity, i sit down on the worn down spinny chair that has went through years of being punched, thrown and picked at. My hands hover over the keyboard, it was just a plain black keyboard, people that put designs on it are weird as fuck in my opinion, i mean how do you even find the letters you need?
    
    "Heyy Camila, I'm Katherine :] I'm also 17! what kind of movies are you into? I'm into the 1980s horror stuff :p"
    
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A small friendship grows into a beautiful relationship between two awkward teenage girls
    
    
    ======
    
    It was a random message, a short, slightly awkward message. On a random chatting site filled with majorly awkward teenagers who were frightened to go outside and actually meet people. 
    
    Not that I can actually say much about that. I'm exactly the same as the people on this site. I'm awkward, slightly nervous, and by slightly, I mean majorly, teen.
    
    "Hello, i am Camila. 17, we share the hobby of film."
    
    I was going to ignore the message, just shut off my laptop and collapse onto the bed and sleep off the shitty school day i had just had, but the profile picture caught my eye. It was a character from an old horror movie that was made around 1980s, the best time for horror slashers. It wouldn't hurt to text the girl back, i mean i have nothing better to do other than Wallow in self-pity, i sit down on the worn down spinny chair that has went through years of being punched, thrown and picked at. My hands hover over the keyboard, it was just a plain black keyboard, people that put designs on it are weird as fuck in my opinion, i mean how do you even find the letters you need?
    
    "Heyy Camila, I'm Katherine :] I'm also 17! what kind of movies are you into? I'm into the 1980s horror stuff :p"
    
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