"Hey Brandon, so there's this guy that I have been talking to and he goes to our school and he is even in our English class and he might even play soccer with you."
"Really? Do you know his name?"
"No that's what I am trying to find out but I can't. I know his initials. I really want to know who he is."
"Why do you want to know so bad?"
"He told me he liked me. And I think I might like him back."
"Awe how sweet of you. How long have you known him?"
"I'd say it's been about a good four months now."
"Okay. So why don't you try to look a little deeper at things. He is in your English class, you know his initials and he plays soccer. On top of that, you know everything about him right?"
"Pretty much."
"Alright, so try to find out who he is with the information you have."
"It isn't that easy you idiot."
"How rude!"
"Woah."
"What?"
"My mystery guy says that to me."
"It is a common phrase, especially for every kid that grew up on that show."
"Yeah. You're right. I have to go to class now bye Brandon."
When she was gone, he smiled to himself.
"Later princesa."
________________________________
A/n
What do you think?
YOU ARE READING
The Little Messages| (#Wattys2017 ) ✔️
Short StoryThe first many chapters are stupidly short but I did that for a reason. Bare with it and you won't be disappointed! #92 in short story as of January 31st, 2017 ___________________________________ Princesa: I have to tell you something. B.S: what...
