After I met Riley everything changed, forever.
She was unlike any girl I had ever met, unique in almost every way. She was one of those girls you could only read about in novels. She called me Spidey. And I called her Smiley. Because of her, I beca...
I had been sending text messages to Riley relentlessly, without any thought, just because I had wanted to see her replies.
Riley Davis was my girlfriend.
And she had been for a day.
A day.
We were dating.
My girlfriend,
Riley Davis.
Okay, maybe I should stop with the sentimental stuff, but I couldn't get the fact out of my head that Riley and I were dating. Although it had only been a day ago, I still felt as if I was on cloud nine.
I was currently watching a movie Riley had picked out for me to watch. But I was kind of distracted by my phone.
-- Watcha doin' ? -- I sent to her, grinning from ear to ear.
-- Commiting a murder most foul --
I rolled my eyes at her reply.
-- You play Cards Against Humanity wayyyy too much --
-- And btw, look at what I'm watching, especially for you, milady --
I took a picture of the TV screen and it was right at one of the cutest moments in the film. I could see why Riley liked this so much.
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I got an alert that I had received a reply.
-- OOOOH! You better wait for the tears to come, Spidey. I wish I was there to see your face. --
-- Now I'm scared. You scare me so much Riley :p --
I almost made the face of the emoticon I sent her.
-- Uh huh, you better watch out Reversed Spiderman... ;) --
Laughing at her reply, I leaned back and watched the movie. I couldn't really focus too much on the screen though, as I was constantly checking my phone and texting.
-- Oh yeah? WHY? --
-- I am the shadow in the night. FEAR ME. I AM THE MONSTER UNDER YOUR BED --
Snorting at her reply, I was almost tempted to look under the bed. I was almost convinced she was underneath there. Nothing was impossible for Riley Davis.
- I would rather have you ON the bed :) --
WHY DID I SEND THAT TO HER? WHY? I was in complete panic mode and looked at my fingers with a horrified expression. My hands were sweating and my heart was pounding in my chest as I waited for her reply. I had never felt more nervous, but I didn't regret asking her to come over. Maybe the way was a bit off... for me, at least.
