Meghan's POV
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'Hey Meg! Where should we meet up for I could walk you to your bus?' From that one text, i know it's Kitty. How did she get my number? Eh, I really don't care. 'I don't know, i guess i'll just look for you.' I text back. I look at all of my other texts and it's just random things. Almost right away, Kitty texts back. 'Alright. If you don't find me, just get on your bus. I don't want the bus leaving you at school.' Does she not want me to see her? 'Okay ig.' I put my phone in my pocket and Joey sits down next to me. Some random guy sits in front of Joey and he's kinda cute. "Meg, this is..." Before Joey could finish, the cute guy interrupts. "Brandon." Brandon smirks. "Timer starts now!" The teacher says. "Okay. I'm Joey. I'm 17, i LOVE pasta, my favorite candy is Reese's, and i dislike country music." Everyone giggles. "Well I'm Liz. I'm 16, my favorite food is sushi, my favorite candy is red cotton candy, and i dislike popular people." I smile at that last comment. Brandon looks at me and smiles. "Hi everyone. I'm Brandon. I'm 18, my favorite candy are Mike and Ike's, My favorite food is pizza, and i dislike not being able to talk to pretty girls." He looks at me after saying that. I blush and look at my desk. "Your turn." Joey nudges me. "Uh...okay then. I uh....I'm Meghan. People call me Meg. I'm 17, i dislike how i look, my favorite food is salad i guess, and my favorite candy is KitKat's." "Woah, woah. What do you dislike?" Joey asks. "My appearance...." I tell Joey. "Why?! Meg, you are so pretty. You're practically perfect." I feel my face getting warm. "Yeah, i'd kill to look like you." Liz seems nice. "You're a very pretty girl, Meg. You're stick skinny, a bit taller than average height, beautiful facial features, silky hair...What's not to like?" "I just have problems with myself...but thanks Joey. Liz, if you want, i can give you a makeover. What's your number?" Since when did i ask people for their number? "496-153-2543. Don't make me look trashy." We laugh and i pull out my phone to put her number in. Once i turn it on, it dings. 2 unread texts. I put Liz's number in and check the unread texts. It's from Kitty. 'Hey Meg...i have a question. It might be a little weird but i have to ask.' Was the first one. 'I'll just ask right now and hope you won't read it till you get home. Do you think we'll ever be together? Wait, you don't have to answer that one. Have you come out of the closet yet? Wait...that's a little rude to ask.' Was the second. I text back. 'Yeah i hope we'll be together. And no, i'm not out yet. Kitty, if you ever have a question, don't be afraid to ask.'
