Looking down at my phone, I debated whether or not I wanted to send the text.

Why wouldn't you,you ask? Well that's a great question. Let's start off with um I'm shy as hell and I'm slightly awkward if I have a crush on you. What if I come off as boring, and he doesn't even wanna text me or what if I do too much and he doesn't wanna text me?

If you couldn't tell by now I'm definitely an over thinker.

I sighed throwing my body back allowing my head to fall on the pillow. Maybe I should check my Co Star app. It'll tell me what to do.

I clicked through my phone making my way to my trusty astrology app and reading my summary for today.

"You are opening yourself up to be fully present. Are you ready to live an exciting life? Look for situations that help you be the best version of yourself.

Its never led me astray." I read aloud grinning. That's basically telling me to go for it right?

I clicked back to the imessage app quickly deciding to text melo before I allowed the anxiety to change my mind again.

Heyy

I sent the message waiting for a reply. Getting up to busy my stuff with thing to do until I earned a reply.

Who is this?

Slapping myself on the forehead, I sighed. How could I forget to tell him who I was?

Oh sorry it's Starr.

Oh shit should I have been more specific? I clicked back into the message but to my surprise he was already texting back. I watched at the three dots jumped but disappeared soon after. I frowned. Did I fuck it up already?

The beautiful ass server from hooters right?

I smiled to myself.

Aweeee stoppp, yeah it's me.☺️

I wanna get to know you a little better, but in person. I don't really like this texting stuff. Would you wanna go on a date? 👉🏼👈🏼🥺

My eyes widen, and I'm pretty sure my heart stopped beating as I read his text message aloud.

I know it's just a date, and I shouldn't be nervous, but shit. I wasn't use to anyone liking me. Or at least liking me enough to take me out on a date. This would be my first one.

Yes, I know at my big ass age, hush.

Taking in my lip between my teeth I chewed on it lightly. I glanced around my room spotting a sunflower next to me on my nightstand and I decided to let it decide whether or not I should go. Like in those cliche ass movies.

"What will I do?" I asked as if it was going to give me a response.

Picking the petals off one by one I interchanged "go on the date, don't go on the date." Until I was down to the last four.

"Do go on a date.

Dont

Do

Don't .." I whispered, disheartened until I felt a leaf on the stem. "I guess I'm going on a date with Lamelo Ball." I smiled plucking the leaf off throwing it into the air.

I mean that counts as a petal right?

✰

This was basura.

I just wanna read some bomb melo books but none are grabbing my attention or they're just written poorly.

-xoxo, retro