I hear my phone buzzing and try to grab it from my kitchen table, but it's not there. I push the pillows from the couch, nothing. The buzzing stops, but I still need to find my phone. Of course, my phone lays out in the open, on my dresser. I look at my phone, it's a text from an unknown number.
Received at 7:03 a.m.
Chloe, it's me Dylan.
I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me?
Send at 7:24 a.m.
Hey Dylan!
Sure, I'd love to
Received at 7:25 a.m.
Awesome, send me your address and I will pick you up at eight.
Wear something casual.
Love, Dylan
He is such a cutie, I didn't actually expect him to text me. A giddy smile takes over my face. Not beating around the bush either. I like a confident man.
I send him my address, turn my phone off and grab my keys. I wa
