Texts
CHAPTER
1
Getting My Phone
“Hi honey!” Mom said through the door. “Can I come in?”
“Sure!”
She walked in with a smile, sat down, and wrapped an arm around me. On her lap was a big, blue box.
“So....Dad and I were thinking, that since you twelve years old now....You should have a phone.”
I gasp. “ARE YOU SERIOUS?!” I get up and do a victory dance on my bed. This was better than getting them to let me wear makeup. (Maybe. But actually, no, because nothing tops makeup).
“Yup.” She smiled even wider. “So...Here’s your birthday present!” I finally calm down enough to sit down and open the box up. I takes me a bit since there’s a impossible child-proof-booby-trap that definitely is child proof on it. A.k.a? Tape.
Eventually I get it open though, and immediately, my eyes meet a pure white, shiny phone. It has silver edges, and it’s sooooo tiny. It’s an SE iPhone, (which I have wanted since I was 10).
“Thank you!” I finally manage, taking it out of the box. I see a blue phone case, and with help from Mom, I get it on. Then I start texting.
Hi Jenna!
Um...I think you have the wrong number.
Don’t think I do...JENNA BARK!
.......
Your favorite color’s purple. You hate tomatoes. You love horses. You have your own cello. You like wearing braids.
WHO ARE YOU?!!
.....You’ll never know...Mwha ha ha!!
....Is this Shelby?
sigh of depression
WHERE DID YOU GET A PHONE?!
Oh, you know.
UM, NO I DONT! HOW COOL IS THA CONGRAS!
You spelled don’t, that, and congratulations all wrong.
I DON CAR (wink wink)
Whatever. The point is, I GOT A PHONE! iPhone, SE model, actually. How cool is that, right! Right? RIGHT?!!!!!!!!!! Jenna?
Thirty minutes later
Sorry! Had to clean my room.
Huh?
What do you mean ‘huh’?
Clean your room? For THIRTY MINUTES? You have a small room. It’s twice as big as my tiny closet. Are you..... lying?
No! No, why would I lie? Why would you even- No, no, I never-I don’t usually-What the...No! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! You’re so funny! No!
WHAT IS GOING ON?
Um...Okay. I lied.
Ha.
What do you mean ‘ha’?
I mean, HA HA HA.
Ha ha ha?
What?
THAT’S WHAT!
Really, Jenna.
Why are you so grumpy?
WHY ARE SUCH A LIAR?
What?! When I have I ever lied before! C’mon, Shelby, get real. C’mon. Answer.
Okay.
....I’m waiting.
How about that time when you were jealous that I was getting an ice cream cone for my birthday so you smacked it out of my hand and it felt on the cement and the dog licked it up and you said it was an accident?
Five minutes later
JENNA!
Sorry, sorry, w hat were you saying? Oh, ice cream. Well, the past is in the past!
You asked.
Hey that rhymed!
Whatever. I don’t care.
Fine, fine.
???
That rhymed too!
That’s so immature.
That’s so fun. So sorry, what’s the point of this? Because this bathroom STINKS.
Bathroom?
Huh? Oh, yeah, uh, my, uh, bathroom! :)
Don’t try to win me over with that cheesy smile. You lied. Again. Are you in a public library?
No! Of course not! Oh, that’s just so ridiculous, why would I be in a-I mean, really Shelby! What the-No, no, no WAY am I in a public bathroom! I’m just..texting....On my, um, phone, in my uh, bathroom! :) :) :)
WHAT IS GOING ON?!!! ;(
Do you want the truth or the lie?
What kind of trick question is that?
Just answer.
Okay. Lie first.
Oh brother.
You asked!
Right. Okay. So, I’m at my house, having a sleepover with Brittney Walls and her gang, but since you kept on texting I went into my bathroom to text without them thinking anything’s up, adn I’m sitting on the toilet, and uh...Oh! Mom forgot to spray perfume-I mean, air freshener it so it is DISGUSTING in here, and honestly, who likes texting on a toilet?
I don’t.
That doesn’t matter right now.
But you asked!
Well, sorry.
Sorry about WHAT?
THAT’S WHAT!
Ten minutes later
Hi again.
HI. WHAT DO YOU WANT NOW.
You’re the one that’s being nosy.
You’re the one that’ being secretive!
Okay. I’m sorry.
I want the truth now. You’ve wasted two hours and fifteen minutes of my time hanging out with “Brittney Walls and her gang.” And REALLY?! Brittney Walls, the meanest, most popular girl at our school? REALLY?!
That’s the point! It was a lie for goodness sakes!
You’re a terrible liar.
Thanks.
Anytime. Now get real. I want the truth, only the truth, and nothing BUT the truth.
Okay. Okay. The truth? I’m at Costa Vida’s.
I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU WERE SOMEHWERE PUBLIC! AHAHAHAHA! IM SO MAD! I LUV COSTA!
I know....
HOW DARE YOU!
I know....
WHT WR U THENKI!!!!!!!!!!!
Spellcheck, darling.
HOW COULD U! I DONT UNDERSTAND!
I know....
Well then...Talk.
Hi fellow Frienders! (Friends is somewhat what this book is about, and readers is what YOU are, so you are a Friender!) Yes, not a real word.
Moving on!
I hope you liked this chapter:) Things will be much more nicely explained in Chapter Two. {Now we’re just waiting on crowns....}
My goal with this book, is to make you grin or/and laugh, and the chapters will hopefully be very long. (Or longer than most things I write.)
See ya later, alligator!
(Oops! I mean Friender!)
P.S. By the way, thank you all for the hearts, comments, reads, and reposts! If you like it, please subscribe if you aren’t already, and I’ll subscribe to you!
See you next chapter! -Lexi

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