24/1

I got a text from someone. I’m not sure who. It didn’t come up with a name, just a number.
It said: “Hey, u ignoring me?”.
I texted back saying who is this and you’d never guess who it was. We had a conversation via text and went exactly like this:
“Oh, srry. It’s Robbie.”
“Oh, hi. Noo, I’m not ignoring u.”
“U sure? Seems like u are. Avoiding me, at least.”
“...I’m sorry, about, you know, what I said and what happened.”
“I should feel flattered that u wanted to see me naked. Nothin’ to be srry bout.”
“What? I didn’t want to see u naked.”
“That’s not what I heard.”
“Shut up. It just happened. I didn’t mean for it to happen.”
“Hey, I’m jokin’. I can’t believe u said I have pretty eyes. Who says that?”
“Me - sorry.”
“I would’ve said u have beautiful eyes instead.”
“Oh, are...are u saying that to me?”
“Yes. They’re amazing. How do u get eyes like that? They’re not contacts are they?”
“Um, no they’re not contacts. I don’t know, but thank u.”
“Mm, your welcome.”
“I...should get some sleep. Goodnight, Robbie.”
“Night. Sweet dreams ;)”
I can tell you honestly, Diary �" I certainly had sweet dreams and a good night’s sleep. Too bad it had to be interrupted by the alarm at six-thirty for school.

Corey