(12:00 p.m. - Wednesday)
Me: Why did your face hurt?
E-Person: What?
Me: You said your face hurt the other day...
E-Person: Oh, that.
Me: Yes, that.
E-Person: Some moron just hit me pretty hard.
Me: In the face?
E-Person: Yeah, and a couple of other places.
Me: Are you okay?
E-Person: Of course, perfect girl ;D
Me: /(o o)\
E-Person: That face is creepy as fuck.
Me: I tried to do a blushy face!!
E-Person: Just use Emojis, Em.
Me: I tried!
E-Person: LOL
...
Me: Hey E?
E-Person: Yeah?
Me: Who hit you?
E-Person: Just some moron, I already told you.
Me: Yeah, but what moron?
...
Me: E?
E-Person: I have a feeling you already know who.
Me: Oh god. Why?
E-Person: I told you, he pissed me off.
Me: You were the boy that kept him on bed rest all week.
E-Person: It would have been longer if they didn't pull me off him.
Me: Oh E. You'll beat someone up for me, but you won't tell me who you are.
E-Person: If I told you who I was, I would have to beat myself up.
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Perfect Girl ✔
Short StoryCopyrighted 2016 *COMPLETED* ~Highest Ranking #18 in Short Story~ I never realized how much I needed someone. Until Him. -&- A story where a boy wants to share the world with Her. ~Story told through text messaging~
