"Hey."
"Heeyy t- wait. Why do you sound so lifeless?"
"It's nothing to worry about."
"That was robotic as fuck! Tell me what's wrong."
"People don't care about what happens to me. You shouldn't too."
"But you're my friend and I care about my friends."
"I don't even know you properly. You could be a stalker for all I care."
"Haha princess. Very funny. But trust me, I'm no stalker. I'm really an attractive as heck, 18 year old high school student who plays quaterback for the school football team and loves his friends no matter what. Now tell me."
"Was that 'attractive as heck' part necessary?"
"It got you to laugh didn't it? So I would tell it was pretty much necessary."
"So you're not attractive?"
"Heck yes I am! You would definitely swoon if you saw me."
"I would beg to differ."
"I want to know something as well."
"And what it is?"
"What school do you go to? You live in Michigan itself right?"
"Now I feel like you're really a stalker."
"I'm not Aspen! Now tell me quick."
"Yes I do live in Michigan and I go to Napolean High."
"Wait. Seriously?"
"Don't tell me you go to the same school as well?"
"No idiot. I go to your rival school."
"Wait. What? Johannsen high?"
"The one and only."
"..."
"Why are you laughing at this information?"
"Because this feels kind of rebellious."
"How so?"
"I'm talking with someone I don't even know but who goes to our rival school. The rivalry runs deep y'know? I could get killed."
"I realised something."
"What?"
"You have a great sense of humor."
"And you realised that just now?"
"Well no. I knew you were pretty funny from before but-"
*beep*
"He's such a dork."
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The Wrong Number
Short Story*COMPLETED* #1 on Wattpad -1/12/2018 "Hel-" "JUDY! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU RIGHT NOW? I'M DYING HERE!" "Uh..shouldn't you call 911 if you're dying?" *** Where Kenneth Jones accidentally dials a wrong number and finds himself amidst weird conversatio...
