I stare at the last text I sent her at 12:23. It's now 12:40. "I knew I shouldn't have said that!" I tell myself. "She probably thought that was weird. I screwed up." I sigh. "Oh well," and I turn the lights off. Darkness slowly creeps over the blur in my retinas left by the sudden change in light.
I relax into my pillow and toss my phone on the floor. "It's over."
I hear something. "What's that? It's a buzz! She's texted back!" I'm suddenly on the floor, frantically groping in the darkness for my phone, not realizing that if it did indeed buzz, the screen would be glowing. "I won't respond to her text." I decide. "That will make her think of me." I find my phone and click it on. No new text. "She hates me!" I scream in my head. Images of all the possible things she could be thinking fill my mind. They always end the same. "I messed up." Time seems to stop. I'm not sure how long I sit on the floor. "Wait! She could be asleep." My heart is overjoyed with this revelation. "She once said she wakes up around 5 am. I should receive a response then." I relax, drop my phone, and crawl back into bed. My eyes are almost closed. Suddenly, the voice in my head says, "wait! This is an opportunity to impress her. Wake up at 5 and respond to her text. She'll think it's interesting that you both wake up at the same time." New images pop into my head: images of all of the good times we're sure to have in the future. "This will make her like me! I'm a genius." I set my alarm to 5 am. "I'll be ready." I place my phone next to me in bed. "She obviously has feelings for me. That last winky face she sent was special. But what if she didn't like my remark? I thought it was clever, but will she? Ah! She must think it was weird. Clever remarks are never met with silence" I'm rolling in bed. "It's time for sleep...only morning will tell the truth." It's been five minutes and I'm almost asleep. I think I hear a buzz..."That's her! Where's my phone?"
- L.C.
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