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"I'll see you tomorrow" I tell him as I gather my belongings into my backpack.
"Okay." Is all Tate says.
"Okay." I say back to him. Okay well this is sorta awkward.. I wrap the strap of my backpack on my shoulder and exit the classroom with a little wave towards Tate who is staring at me, looking like he has something on his mind.
"W-wait" he says running towards me.
"What?" I say giggling because of how swift he made his way over here.
" can I have you're number?" He asks cheekily, with his eyebrows raised.
"Sure, 123-456-7890", I utter, wondering if he's smart enough to Catch on. He then begins to write it down on a sticky note.
Once he finishes, he starts to speak. "Oka- hey!" He says laughing.
"You got me." He says pointing the bwck of the pen at me, grinning with his beautiful dimple I just want to poke. I chuckle loudly .
" okay here's my real number (...)" I tell him honestly.
"Okay, thank you. I'll text you, it should start 1708-725." He informs me.
"Okay well I really got to go Tate, my mom will be pissed if I'm late." I notify him openly.
" okay, see ya" Tate advises me. And we walk our separate ways out of this hell hole.
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Right when I got home and got ready to start my homework in my room, I got a text from a number that I didn't know. It was '1708-725-(....)' and I'm guessing its Tate because he said his number was '1708-725----'
The text said 'hey!'
So I responded with ' hey, is this tate?'
Only a few seconds later I got an answer of ' yes this is, how are you?'
Well , okay then.. Hah hah.
V: lol. I'm good, how r u?
T: why lol. And I'm great.
V: lol because u asked how r u and... Okay just nvm.
T: to difficult to explain?
V: yeah..
T: cause I know exactly what you mean.
V: you dick, why'd u ask me then.
T: because I wanted to. Anyways...
V: anyways?
There was a knock on the door. I threw my phone under my pillow and grabbed a book from my book bag, and flipped to a random page.
"Come in" I say to the person behind my door, I wonder who, I whisper to my self sarcastically.
" Vi, are you doing you're homework?" My mother asks me as she makes her way toward me, on my bed.
" no I just am sitting here with papers all over my bed reading a book about-" I quickly look on the cover of the book, only to notice its backwards.
" mhm, I noticed that when I walked in." She smart mouths me.
" what do you want mom" I ask her getting completely annoyed with her.
"To know what you were doing, that must be 'soo much' more important than homework .
" I'm just texting the new kid in class. I'm... Helping him with his homework.." I make up, just so I don't get In trouble.
"Well okay then, I'll leave you alone, foods gonna be done soon!" She tells me while walking out of my room.
"SHUT THE DOOR!" I shout, being the lazy ass I am.
"Okay!" She yells back.
Once she's gone I grab my phone from behind the pillow and see that it's filled with text from tate.
T: anyways.
T: you there?
T: violet are you okay?
T: WHERE DID YOU GO.
T: violet
T: violet whatever you're last name is.
T: seriously what happened to you?
I texted back quickly
'Sorry tate my mom just came in so I had to lie and tell her I was helping you with homework. lol'
T: okay I thought you died.
V: no I didn't. Lol
"Violet time to eat!" My mom yelled from downstairs.
"Okay one second!" I yelled back.
V: okay Gtg.
T: :( oka bye.
V: bye:)
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Darkest Secrets // Tate and Violet
Teen FictionViolet Harmen hated everyone. All the obnoxious jocks, feminine teens, nerds, practically any of the school 'groups'. She didn't believe in high school sweethearts, after her past boyfriends, who were all narcissistic assholes. Tate Langdon was th...