I narrow my eyes at my screen. Yes Daven, go ahead and keep texting me. Daven is my dearest friend but ever since we split to different schools he seems to be overly clingy. Take a breath Daven!
Daven was attractive with brown hair and brown eyes that seemed to melt when they saw me but he just doesn't know how to back off. I'd be lying if I said I didn't like him but now he is starting to get on my nerves! I glare at my phone and see the latest text he sent me.
'Laurien, we don't even seem like friends anymore. Why don't you respond to my texts? We are slipping and I hate to say it but it's your doing.'
Alright Daven, you clearly don't understand that texting me twenty times in fifteen minutes isn't okay. Just because I don't text him, makes it okay to bomb my phone every day like this? No.
I place my phone down on my nightstand and run a hand through my chocolate hair. Grabbing the comforter, I wrap myself up and try to fall asleep. I don't know what to tell him anymore. He won't ever understand.
What I didn't know, was this was a Bad Idea.
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Bad Ideas
RomansaWhy does it seem like, at the end of every chapter in my life, it ends with a bad idea? It could be because Daven likes to show me how good it is to be bad.
