I threw my bookback over my shoulder, and started to walk home. I was down the street from the school and I heard my name being called. I looked behind me and there was Ethan running towards me with a small scrap of paper in his hand, holding it up. I stopped walking and started to laugh. He caught up to me and was out of breath.
"Are you okay?" I asked smiling.
"Here. . . Is. . . My. . . Phone number. . ." he took a deep breath and he was fine again.
"Why do I need your phone number?" I asked slightly confused.
"Well duh, you're going to text me later silly." He said with a grin.
"I am?" I asked trying to process why he would want me to text him. He just nodded and smiled with a goofy smile. I couldn't help but laugh.
"Why do you leave the school so quick. I was looking for you, but I couldn't find you so I asked Lance where you were and he said you left already." he said with a frown.
"I'm. . . sorry? I just had no one to talk to, so I wasn't going to stay there if I was just gonna be by myself." I said
"You could have talked to me! We're lab partners now, so that makes us automatic friends." He said handing me the piece of paper.
"Yeah, I guess. But, I have to get going now." I turned around and started walking.
"You better text me tonight!" He said yelling down the street. I smiled to myself and just looked down. Finally something was going right.
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Secrets Told
Short Story"My diary, that held all of my deepest, darkest secrets, is gone..." How would you feel if your diary was stolen and suddenly all of the pages were being posted all around your school. Sharing your deepest darkest secrets with everyone you knew. Thi...
