Wrong number

New Friend?

Peter's POV

This place was my private space. I fell save here. Time I spend here is only for me. And today I met this strange girl. She wasn't acting friendly but when I offered her food she opened a little. I know that she's having hard time now, so I wanna help her.

Y/N's POV

This kid is so annoying. We've known each other for two hours and I already know about half of his life. But he bought me fruits and sandwitches and gave money for later so I must politely listen to this bullshit.

Or maybe it's not that bad? I wasn't very sociable person, you know. But it's quite good to have someone to talk about something different form missions.

So, Y/F/N (*your fake name) maybe you'd want to keep in touch?

Ok

That was short answer, but I just stopped choking cause I bite too big part of my sandwitch.

So that's my number.

He told me, and I hadn't anything to write so I just decided to remember that.

After he left to school. Oh yes school. I've never been to school. Or maybe if my training counts... Ok, I must think what to do with money and how the hell I'm supposed to get the phone. And is it save? Hell no, but I want more free food. Maybe I should consider finding job? Nah, I have time for that. Now, when I'm propably one of the most searched persons in the world, I have other things on my mind.

But what if Peter is a secret spy and plans to catch me? No, I mean just kook at him. He's normal kid.

Time skip

It was now 3 a.m. I bought new clothes and blanket for myself. Also I stole some guy's phone. But if he was that stupid to leave it changing room and come back after 10 minutes, it's not my fault.

Once more I started to think about Peter. Is it good idea? Forming a relationship with stranger? Calm down. If he piss me off then, I have my powers. He'll regret it. And if he really only wants to help poor girl then there's no problem.

I typed his number and started conversation

Hi Peter. It's me.

Sorry, but you have wrong number. I'm not Peter.

Shit.

You could be more polite...

Who are you? My mother?

Well, according to my information: no. But who knows? ;)

So, I have wrong number. Amazing. At least tell me who got this pleasure to contact with me?

I can't tell some stranger who texted me on my private phone in the middle of the night what's my name.

Maybe you're right.
Okay, soo I'm fucked up.

Language!

Oh shit. I'm so fucking sorry.

You're unbelivable.

Ok, bye stranger.

Bye arogant kid.

I'm not a kid.

Yes you are.

Then how old are you? Mr or Mrs Stranger?

I can't tell you kid. Now go to sleep, cause you have to wake up to school.

Oh yeah, school.
Right...

Maria's POV

When I was trying to fall asleep I saw unknown number texted me. It turned out that someone made a mistake. I put my phone away, but couldn't get that person out off my mind. Why they aren't sleeping now? And they reacted strange when I memtioned school. Worrying is pointless, I should sleep, I have work to do tomorrow.