I was sitting on the edge of my bed, looking at the night sky through my window. I noticed that my phone had buzzed. I didn't want to be rude, but I definitely don't want to talk to him. Its very noticeable when guys like him like you. But, then again, what if its just me being on edge about everything? How would I know. I don't like starting conversations at all but maybe I could finally change this year.
I don't want Mike getting the wrong idea. I don't know what he would say? I don't know what I would respond with back? Why do I freak out so easily?! See, this is just another thing wrong with me. Probably why I never had that many friends. Little things like this is what I hide from others, especially Chris. I don't want him thinking I'm abnormal or anything. that's one step to anyone finding out anything. Ugh, life sucks. Especially mine, but who am I to talk when I'm not even alive?
I snapped out of my thoughts.
The phone buzzed again.
"Hey, you there?"
*sigh*
I picked my phone up.
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Avery's Attraction
Teen FictionAs if certain things are meant to be, you all will get fooled in this trickery.
