Amelia💗👯: huh?

Sandra: Don't act like you didn't just see the paragraph I just sent you🙄

Amelia💗👯: I just wanna know if I read that right...Kevin Reed asked you to prom and you said no?

Sandra: yuppp

(2)Sandra: Can I call you now?

Amelia💗👯: I'm dying rn and I don't want you to hear my voice.

Sandra: I've seen you sick...I think that's worse.

Amelia💗👯: stfu. Did you talk to him after that?

I sat up on my bed, feeling her phone buzz again and again at the messages from Kevin himself. I tapped into the message logs to see the latest messages.

🙄

I sighed, looking at those messages because he was right then moved back to Amelia.

Sandra: Yeah, I'm about to message him.

Amelia💗👯: good luck

I move back to my messages with Kevin.

Sandra: Kevin shut upp

Sandra: clearly you weren't.

😶

Sandra: I don't remember you being this clingy back in the day.

Sandra: okay bye.

Sandra: future prom king? You're so sure of yourself?

👑😏

Sandra: I feel sorry for the girl whose going to fill that position.

Sandra: BYE KEVIN

Sandra: I don't wanna talk to you.

Sandra: why would I?

😛

Sandra: mention prom again and you're going to catch a block

Sandra: I will block you if you say it again.

😉

I raised my eyebrows that he noticed this. Why did he care?

Sandra: just sister issues.

Sandra: if you want a sister, you can take mine.

I lied down in my bed, turning my body to face the wall , my phone practically in front of my face.

Sandra: she's just changing or something.

Sandra: can we talk about something else?

I let out a breath of relief that he wasn't the type to urge to continue the conversation. Only Amelia did that but that was because she was like my other half. But then he sent another message.

👀

"You blocked him?" Amelia asked me, blowing her nose into her tissue.

"I told him I didn't want see the word prom again and he said it. He got blocked."

"Don't you think you're being a bit too harsh on the guy?"

"Not really. I mean...I'm so confused. Like, why after almost three years is he talking to me?"

"Maybe he wants to rekindle your romance."

"What romance? We were 14. It wasn't romance. I liked him and I wasn't even sure if he liked me back. All we did was talk like we were really good friends back then. I'm not even sure he was aware that I liked him."

"Well, everyone was aware that you two possibly liked each other since we all thought you were dating."

"I can't believe you thought that."

"We weren't that close that year as we are now. I knew you liked him because you told me you did so I assumed you were dating. Duh." She sounded a little funny with her clogged up nose and I bit back a laugh. She rarely ever got sick but when she did it was like months of sick accumulating appeared.

"Anyway, that romance you think will happen won't happen again."

I spoke way too soon because the same guy was walking towards Amelia and I in the hallway. He stopped in front of me and shoved his phone in my face. "You actually blocked me?"

Kevin Reed.

He was cute.

He was funny. Never failed to make me laugh whether I wanted to or not.

He was easy to talk to.

Those were the adjectives I used to describe him when I was 14.

Now I was 17 and having little text conversations with him led me to believe that the cute part was still true.

The funny part I wasn't sure about but right now one adjective came to my mind.

Annoying.

"I told you not to say the word prom."

"You told me to change the topic." He countered.

"Still."

"C'mon Sandra, that's not fair."

"I think it is."

"It really isn't." Amelia butted in and I glared at her. She smirked. "I'll see you later. Bye Kevin."

"Bye Amelia." He gave her a smile before looking back at me with a frown. "Unblock me."

"No."

"Please?"

A question came to my mind. "Why do you want to ask me to prom?"

"Why not?" He said, leaning back, his hands in his pockets. The way he said it made it seem like that was enough of an answer.

"I need a more valid reason than that." I told him just when the bell rang.

"Just unblock me and you'll find out."

"Really? We're going to play mystery?" His hair fell into his eyes when I said that and I watched him push his hair back.

"Unblock me and you'll find out sooner." He looked pretty determined for me to unblock him. Especially since he was looking at me with those eyes of his.

I sighed, looking down at the phone in my hand and he cleared his throat after silence between us. "I'm not playing you."

I looked up at him. "What?"

"I'm not playing with you. I'm not like Ian who's going to hit on another girl while having a girlfriend. I'm not trying to ask you out to prom just because of a bet or something because that's pretty low. Okay?"

I stayed silent.

"Now I'm going to head to English right now and if I still can't send you a message, I'm finding a way to hack into your phone."

"That sounds slightly creepy." Another adjective to add.

He just smiled, a smile that lit up his whole face. He walked by me just when the first period bell rang for the last time. "I'll talk to you later."