My Happily Never After

Chapter Nineteen: A Friend Like Me

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::My Happily Never After::

Chapter Nineteen: A Friend Like Me

 

[You don’t have work today, do you? – Jake]

I smiled down at the message on my phone.

I sent the reply, as I walked down the corridor, glad that today was over and that I didn’t have to go work.

[No I don’t x – Taylor]

My phone chimed with another message.

[Want to go somewhere then? – Jake]

I hesitated, before I sent the next message. I was already ridiculously tired. But for the same reason I was tired was the same reason I was reluctant to go home.

The arguing.

[Depends on where x – Taylor]

His reply came through almost immediately.

[A surprise. I’m in your school car park – meet me? – Jake]

My eyebrows rose slightly. He was already here?

[Okay, fine, but just as long as wherever it is you want to go it doesn’t involve lots of walking x – Taylor]

It took a little longer for him to reply this time.

[Slight walking required. I could give you a piggyback if you want? ;) – Jake]

I fought back a grin at his response.

[Careful what you promise – I might just hold you to that. Be there in five! x – Taylor]

[Ooooh I’m scared… what are you? Four foot nothing? You’re probably as light as anything :) – Jake]

I punched in my reply.

[I’m 5’2 I’ll have you know! x – Taylor]

[You’re right. Any taller and you’ll be the same height as the BFG(!) – Jake]

I rolled my eyes at my phone. From behind me someone caught indignantly to let me know I was holding up the flow of movement towards the school exit.

[Watch it buster! x – Taylor]

After I sent the text I pocketed my phone, stopping at my locker to ditch my textbooks I didn’t need tonight.

Rachel was already waiting for me there, texting away on her own phone.

As I stopped by her she lifted her head and gave me a grin.

“You look chipper.” I noted.

“I got an A on my test.” She explained.

“Nerd.” I fake coughed.

She was about to retort when my phone chiming loudly with the sound of an incoming text cut her off. Her eyebrows rose slightly. “Someone’s texting you.”