three years ago:
"uh hi, josephine right?" the boy asks me and i nod at him, he's pretty cute.
"i was wondering if i could have your number?" he asks
"yeah sure" i reply, my heart is racing. this is the first cute boy that has asked for my number in a while.
"could you put it in my phone?" he asks, his voice is soft.
he passes me his phone and i put my number into his phone.
"i'll text you" he says with a wide smile on his face and he walks off
hero; hi, it's hero - the boy who asked for your number.
josephine; oh hello there
josephine; your name is cute
hero; thank you... how're you?
josephine; i'm great thank you, how're you?
hero; i'm good
josephine; you're in my math class right?
hero; yup along with bio and chem
josephine; oh wow i didn't realise, i'm always sitting in the front of the class.
hero; yeah i noticed, i was kinda scared to ask for your number to be honest since you're mrs popular.
hero; and you look like a friendly face, i mean hopefully we could be friends?
josephine; aw thank you! yeah totally, i would love to get to know you and you should've asked sooner. i'm not scary or popular i guess, i'm just well known.
hero; but you're popularrrr
josephine; no i'm notttt :(
hero; anyway..
hero; what's your favourite song?
josephine; daddy issues
josephine; whaha it's by the neighbourhood
hero; i love the neighbourhood, i've never actually met someone who listens to them. do you listen to frank ocean?
josephine; yeah i do, godspeed is my favourite by him. what's yours?
hero; white or bad religion
josephine; oh they're good songs.
i put my phone down beside me and close my eyes - i'm laying on my bed and i sigh, he seems like a nice guy - what's the worst that could happen apart from him hurting me...
