.: I Met Him
On Omegle :.
"So, there's a new kid," Crystal
"Have you seen him?" I
“Yes and he is unbelievably
gorgeous. Almost as gorgeous as Jesse and
“That's not that
hard,” I scoffed.
“Whatever you say,
c'mon. I met him this morning, I'll introduce you to
him,” Crystal said grinning happily. She obviously
really, really liked this boy. We were in school, I had just
arrived when Crystal asked me about the new kid. She grabbed
hold of my arm and dragged me to where a boy, probably the new
“Hey Crystal!” he
said. I took in his appearance. He had light brown hair with
dark eyes. His face wasn't exactly tanned but he wasn't
pale and he looked fairly built. He looked genuinely happy to
see her. He actually looked very excited.
“Hi Josh! This is my best
friend, Andi. Andi this is Josh.” Josh smiled at
“It's nice to meet you,
Andi,” Josh told me before looking back to Crystal. He
looked at her with awe and Crystal was oblivious to the
“You too, Josh. I have to
go. Nice meeting you.” I walked off smiling, time to play
The day ended quickly, I was trying to figure out a way to get
Crystal and Josh together. When I got home, I went on Facebook.
I had another friend request and a part of me prayed it was
Jesse just so I could know he was thinking about me but it
wasn't from him, it was from Josh. I also had a new
message, it was from Jesse Gray. Can you even send messages if
you're not friends with somebody?!
I opened it and read it out loud, “Hey Andi. Are you mad
at me? 'Cause I thought we were friends... you said so. Are
you mad 'cause I got out of the Omegle thing? I had to, you
don't understand. Anyway, just add me and I promise
I'll be the best, best friend ever. Love, Jesse.”
I typed back, 'I'm sorry, do I know you?' As soon
as I sent it I felt like a mega b/tch. I wish I could take the
message back. Though, it's not like he cares. I was
probably just a girl he met on Omegle.
Actually not probably, I was just a girl he met on Omegle. I
sighed, logging off Facebook and went downstairs where my mum
was watching TV.
“How was school
“Your father and I spoke
today...” Mum said, slowly.
“And? Don't you speak
everyday?” I furrowed my eyebrows. “You're
getting a divorce, aren't you? I knew it, I mean you guys
never even talk that much. He's always at work and
you're not. I knew it, when did you decide?” I
“Your father and I
aren't getting a divorce, Andrea.”
“Oh,” I said feeling
“Anyways,” my mum said
dismissively. “Guess what?”
“For the Winter holidays,
we'll be going to America for two
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in the last chapter, I accidently wrote 'my parents are
dead' It was meant to say, 'my parents aren't
dead'. Thanks to bitemylip who picked up on it