Ashlyn groaned as she flopped on her bed. Her new teacher, Mr. Thomas, had assigned them a group project. She was allowed to work alone this time though, and that's the option she chose. She hated having to deal with Aiden though. She was certain phone Aiden and class Aiden were the same person. Was she going to tell him that though? Hell no. Her phone binged.
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Tyler, do you have the rubric?
Seriously? Two wrong numbers in two days? That was a record.
Ashlyn:
I'm not Tyler.
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This isn't Tyler Hernandez?
Ashlyn:
No.
Ashlyn paused. Tyler. Like the one in her class?
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I'm so sorry! I must've typed in the number wrong!
Ashlyn:
It's fine
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I'm so sorry! I just got his number today for a group project I'm so sorry if I bothered you!
Ashlyn:
I already said it's fine. Stop texting me please.
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Ok, I'm so sorry!
Ashlyn sighed and put her phone down. It buzzed and she looked at the number. Aiden. Goddamnit.
Aiden:
Psst. Psssssssst.
Ashlyn:
Didn't I tell you to stop contacting me?
Aiden:
Hi :D
Ashlyn:
Come to think of it why haven't I blocked you yet?
Aiden:
Please. You love me.
Ashlyn snorted. She had to admit, a small part of her found him kind of funny. She would never admit it though.
Ashlyn:
Oh is hate another word for love now?
Aiden:
*Sniff* your making me sad Ms.Kevin.
Ashlyn:
That's not my name.
Aiden:
Then what is your name?!
Ashlyn:
Nunya.
Aiden:
Nunya?
Wait.
Oh.
That's cold Ms.Kevin.
Ashlyn:
Dude I'm seriously going to block you. Stop.
The other guy who texted me was way nicer and understanding.
Aiden:
*LE GASP*
MS. KEVIN!
YOU HAVE BEEN CONTACTING OTHER NUMBERS? BEHIND MY BACK?
DOES OUR MUTUAL TEXTING MEAN NOTHING TO YOU?!
Ashlyn:
I—
Dude.
I've only known you for like—
No I barley know you.
You gave your name to a stranger.
And began consistently texting me.
That's pretty damn reckless don't you think?
Aiden:
Reckless is my middle name.
Ashlyn:
Yeah your definitely the type of person I'd stay away from.
Aiden:
ANYWAYS.
HOW COULD YOU MS.KEVIN?!
TEXTING SOMEONE ELSE?!
FOR SHAME.
Ashlyn:
Why don't you go bother them for a while then?
Aiden:
New friend?
Ashlyn:
Sure whatever.
Aiden:
Number. Gimme. Now.
Ashlyn:
Fine fine jeez.
Here.
*********
Aiden:
Thank you Ms. Kevin.
We shall now have a new fren.
Ashlyn:
The fuck you mean we?
Hello?
Goddamnit.
Ashlyn sighed. She felt bad for the poor dude who she had just unleashed Aiden on. Oh well, at least he wouldn't be her problem anymore.
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Wrong Number.
FanfictionWhat if Ashlyn and the others didn't have to deal with the phantoms? What if their friendship started as a wrong number instead? What if they never went to savanah?
