TYLER’s POV
I leaned forward, closer and closer when suddenly her phone rang. Her eyes widened and rummaged inside her drawer and pulled out a phone in a Nokia model. Nokia? Who the hell in the world still using a f*****g Nokia? Shut up, obviously it’s Stella.
That was the reason why she doesn’t have an i********: and didn’t install it. Nokia got keypads only. I didn’t know what to feel about her. I felt bad for bullying her before. I felt stupid for being so insensitive about her feelings. But I felt proud for her because she still managed to study, well, despite her…poorly state.
After talking to someone, she put back her phone inside the drawer and looked at me. “Where are we?” she asked.
“Still here, inside your bedroom.” I said, trying to make her smile.
“I’m not joki
