This story is based on the modern world. I mean, what kind of person wouldn't want to read about love that was formed over an app? WARNING! LEMON ALERT
Hey guys! This is the first fan fiction request from a friend! I encourage all of you to speak your minds and tell me what fan fiction you want me to write!
(Rebecca)
Ok, I just got this new app that allows you to text other people! I'm so excited to try it out. I turned on my phone and the app brings up a random person. That person is...JACOB SARTORIUS!? Is there anyone more stupid I could of gotten? I HATE Jacob sartorius, and his music is so auto tuned! He annoys me and he's a f*ckboy. Anyways this was our text session.
(J=Jacob) (R=rebecca)
J:sup gurl R:sup f*ckboy J:whoa what's your beef? R:oh, I dont know. Maybe its because I'm texting the most cringiest person on musically? J:ok ok, how has your day been? R:what? J: how has your day been? R:fine, I guess. And you? J:good. Can I ask you a few questions? R: um, sure J:what's your favorite color? R:purple J:What's your favorite thing to do? R:read J:what's your hobby? R:writing stories J:last question, are you single? R:y-yes... I dont know why, but my heart started to flutter. J:oh, ok then can you send me a pic? R: NO YOU F*CKBOY! J:NOT A NUDE PIC, JUST A PICTURE OF YOU! R:oh...I'm so sorry ok I will...
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J:oh whoa, your really pretty. This is me.
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R:your um, cute I guess... J:um, thanks? R:I'm sorry, I'm just really awkward with cute guys... J:cute guys?... R:I mean, uh... J: Rebecca R:yes? J:I think I'm falling for you. Can I have your number? I want to cone see you soon. R:um...ok...my number is 877-241-9176. J:ok thank. Oh, and do you like me? R:um...I dont know, bye I have to go J:ok oh, and my phone number is 042-656-0792. bye End
And with that, I'm seriously confused. How could such a boy like him, like a girl like me. The question is, do I like him back?
