A/N : Pheww this chapter was quite easy to write because of all your inputs! Thanks guys! Now I am going to need your input again. Read all the way till the end to know how you will be helping me with. It will be fun... I promise. ;)
Thanks to all of you. I will be dedicating this chapter to Ate Ann. She has always been there kahit nun wala pa ang story and was confident that it will be good one kahit di pa niya nakikita. Queen of FF and number one promoter. I do hope I have not disappointed her though and have met her expectation; and all of your expectations as well :)
Anyway, enough with me and let's get on with the story. Enjoy! >:D
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Sarah’s POV
I got back home from my lecture class feeling a bit down on what I have said to Mr Anderson. Did that come up a little harsh? I tried to push this thought at the back of my mind. I should not have gone ballistic with him.
Leaning my head on my bed’s headboard, I buried my face in my hands. Arrays of thoughts soon flashed in my mind: from my relationship problems, to family problems and now, it seems with Mr Anderson.
Few hours have gone past and I found myself waking up to my message alert tone. I must have taken a nap. With my eyes still closed, I crawled my hand down my bed to fish out my mobile out of my bag on the floor.
I hope ur okay.
It was the same unknown number that texted me yesterday. Living almost on my own sometimes is awful. Stupid this may sound but I soon responded to the stranger.
Yeppp.. thanks! x
I got out of my bed and it was nine in the evening already. I hurriedly went downstairs, heated some of my food and went up back to my bedroom’s balcony to eat it.
My phone soon beeped.
Good. Hav u eaten yet? :)
I laughed at the thought of me sharing things that I do to the stranger! But you do live life once right? I took a bit of risk and replied back.
I’m still am. Have you? xx
Sat in my balcony, I have my phone on the coffee table just so that I can grab it once the mystery texter replied back. I could not understand myself getting excited about the message. I am having a pretty sad life.
Few hours have gone past but still I have not received any single text from the unknown number anymore. I then let out a deep sigh. Yep, I sighed on not receiving a text! What has my world gone into? I guess strange people out there just text people randomly because they don’t have anything interesting to do in life. Hang on… did I just say that? So does that mean I don’t have a life either? Eurghhh.
I slumped back in my bed thinking of how my day went by and of my relationship with Sam. He has not texted me since the call I thought. As I was flicking through my inbox, my thinking lightbulb soon lighted up. MY MYSTERY TEXTER MUST BE SAM. He could be! He might be adding some spice to our relationship? Yes he is! But that means… Sneaky Sam. Two can play this game I breathed to myself.
I grinned back at the thought and my eyes were sparkling that Sam was putting the extra effort. I rolled many times over my bed, screaming in my pillow that Sam can actually be a bit mysterious. I have yet to discover this side of him. Playful as this may sound but I was absolutely liking it.
I soon felt my eyes giving up and my breathing getting slow. As soon as I know it, I was on my dreamtrain enroute to hopefully a Sam-filled dreamland.
