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A grin snuck onto my face. This guy may resemble my landlord, but at least he was funny.
If I’d known you were actually interesting, I would've shown up last night, the next text read, and my grin quickly faded. Who the fuck was this guy?
Well, Iknewyou were uninteresting. So I didn't bother showing up either, I quickly typed out.
My homework started calling for me then. As much as I’d enjoyed the brief reprieve, I knew it was time to get back to work. Especially if I was going to have to find another place to live. I didn’t make enough to come up with a first and last months’ deposit right now—and I knew I wouldn’t get my deposit back from Jared obviously—so finding somewhere that didn’t require that was going to cut into my already non-existent time.
My phone buzzed again.
Let's be uninteresting together, it read.
I scoffed.You have the wrong number. Hopefully whatever girl you ditched doesn't ever text you back, I typed before pulling out my calculus book, knowing that it wouldn't make any sense today, just as it hadn’t yesterday.
Kara?the next text read.
I ignored it.
It's B.S. to pretend this is the wrong number and ignore me, Kara. It's like putting blood in the water, he texted.
I don't know what I was thinking–maybe I wasn't–because I quickly snapped a selfie with my middle finger up and shot it to him.
A second later,Please, please don't be Kara, the text read.
I put my math book down.I believe I already told you I wasn't her. Now, good day, sir.
What's your name?came the immediate text.
I said, good day, sir.
Unknown: Please. ????
I'm not giving you my name, you creep. Ever heard of stranger danger?
Unknown: You literally just gave me your picture, but you're afraid to give me your name? Maybe you are Kara.
I wrinkled my nose.My name is Monroe.
I threw my phone down, furious with myself. I wasn't sure why I was answering. Maybe it was my desperation to have any sort of human contact. That was the only thing that could account for me losing my mind at the moment.
Unknown: So…has anyone told you that you're fucking hot?
Keep dreaming, big boy. I’m way out of your league, and I'm sure Kara's out of your league as well. But good on you for shooting your shot.
So you do know who I am…his next text read.
I sent him a confused emoji,followed by,What part of that sentence said I knew who you were?
There was a long silence, and when he hadn't answered back after five minutes, I forced myself to pick my math textbook back up and start working on my homework.
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Lincoln
I stepped off the ice and headed straight to the locker room, eager to take off my gear and get in the shower. I smelled like sweaty balls after the sprints Coach had us doing for the last thirty minutes. At least we looked better today. I was feeling pretty good about our chances in tomorrow’s game.
As I walked past the mirror in the locker room, I caught a glimpse of my reflection and regret immediately flooded my insides. The world thought I waseverything, with my golden hair and piercing amber eyes—their words, not mine—but all I could see was my brother's reflection staring back at me. We’d had the same eyes, the same hair, and yet, it was only me still standing there.
I took a deep breath and tried to push the memories away, but they were always there, lurking just beneath the surface.
