normal: snapchat texting, thoughts
[normal]: snapchat sent
<italics>: skype call incoming
italics bold underlined: what she chose for skype call
'italics': written on paper
'italics bold': sign language
"normal": speaking
just thought you guys would need this xD.
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sasha's pov:
<little8 is calling you.. video call call decline>
"hi" i whispered faintly. i never heard my voice so i'm afraid he'll think i sound weird.
his camera was off. mines was on. can he see me? what if he thinks i'm ugly?
suddenly, it turned on. and guess who the hell i saw. GOD DAMN THE8 FROM SEVENTEEN. I THOUGHT HE WAS LYING BUT HE WASN'T.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH OH MA GASH!" i screamed loudly. he laughed at my reaction and did a cute little wave. i waved back.
a few moments of silence passed before he starts writing something down and shows it to me.
'you're really pretty <:'
i blushed at his comment. i started writing something down too. i was about to show him but a bunch of guys, probably seventeen, came tackling him down. they suddenly saw the camera and started waving and saying stuff i couldn't understand. it wasn't even english. i was scared. i was afraid. they must be wondering what's wrong with me. why i'm not replying. why i'm not talking. they must dislike me a lot right now. why did i have to be born deaf?
tears were about to burst until i felt a tap on my shoulder. i turned to look at who it was, my mother.
'it's time to eat dinner' she signed to me. i nodded back.
"i have to go eat dinner. bye," i ended the call without him replying good-bye. i thought it would've been longer. guess not.
oh.. and the thing i was going to send him?
'you are cute :)' was written on the notebook. he never saw it.. oh well. it's not like he would care.. right?
