Text message from James. It was late but I couldn’t stop staring at the 3 words, Hey what’s up? It was odd to me; I wondered how he got my number and questioned what his thoughts were behind the text message. I heard about him, my friends were friendly with him that’s how his name was in my contacts however we just never spoke to each other. I couldn’t not answer, so I casually replied yet slowly “hey not much you?”
Since then our relationship grew, just as a rocket ship takes off and shoots up to the sky, James and I in my mind were only heading towards good things. After the many text messages back and forth, he asked what I was doing tonight and if we could possibly meet up. I felt nervous but still willing to get to know him better. Even though I knew we were just friends, I knew what kind of boy he was. I’m not foolish and I know I won’t be part of his sick mind games. He speaks from his penis, not from his heart, overly said by my mom. I’ve recently been cautious, maybe even overly cautious however no way was I going to repeat a chapter from my past again. I thought to myself I need relax; maybe this one will be different.
Ring! Ring! James is calling, I answered, “Hey!”
He replied, “What’s up Jack baby”, as you see he has a sense of humor that I happened to enjoy listening to.
He continued, “I wanted to see if you wanted to coming to one of my friend’s parties.”
I smiled and spoke with a curious tone of voice, “Yeah I’ll go, but what time and can I bring a friend with me?”
He responds in such a boy way, “Only if she’s cute babe.”
I respond in such a girl way, “Sounds good babe.” Secretly knowing I’m just making fun of him.
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