"Hey, Eliah! I am here," Jax uttered, prompting me to turn around to confirm that he was the one who called.
"Oh, Jax. I had no idea you were there. Have you been there a long time?" Surprisingly, I asked him.
"Hmm, only a few minutes. Why did you ask?" He responded.
"I've been looking for you since earlier. My mom texted me to look after you because her sibling, your dad, had told her to. Didn't you get any of my messages?" As I stood up from my seat, I asked him a question.
"I did. I read all of your messages," he responded calmly.
"Then, if you read all of my messages, why did it appear here that you haven't seen any of them?" I inquired yet again as I showed him our conversation in Facegram.
"It is because I did not really open your conversation; I just read it when it appeared a
