Text Message with Morgan
8:37 pm
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Morgan: No way!!

Morgan: How could u get his #??

Morgan: That's insane!!! Im so jelly😍😍😍

Becca: I have no idea how it happened..

Becca: I'm still shaken up by it all😂

Morgan: I would be 2!!

Morgan: Did he txt u yet?

Becca: No..

Becca: I'm not expecting him 2 right away

Morgan: O...

Morgan: Well that's OK! He's probably busy

Morgan: Did u txt him?

Becca: No..

Morgan: U should!

Morgan: Tell him tht u have a bestie in Oregon who would be PERFECT 4 his bro! 😍😍😜😜💗

Morgan: U should see their new Youtube vid! It's hilarious!😂😂

Becca: Idk, he's prob busy like u said.

Becca: Why even try txting him anyway? He's too busy with Youtube and stuff 2 txt this.

Morgan: "This"?

Becca: I'm talking about me. I'm no where near popular and he is!

Morgan: Popularity? Becca, u kno popularity isn't everything..

Becca: It can be when we're dealing with a celebrity. It's just a coincidence we bumped into each other.

Morgan: Why would he give u his # if it was a "coincidence"? 

Morgan: This is big Becca! U should b happy this happened!

Morgan: I'm the one who is the fan!

Becca: I need 2 go now. I txt ya l8r✌️💗

Morgan: Becca!

[Wanna see what Becca is writing? Go see her post  at BeccaShay and then continue reading! Btw Im sorry I haven't updated and this is short, I was kinda stuck I hope this is okay..]

(Time Skip)

I clicked the publish button on Wattpad and closed the app. The sadness swept through me as I thought of what diminishing thoughts crept through my head. Morgan was right..when did popularity become my idol? That shouldn't be a defining factor to text a PERSON. It wasn't like he was an alien. He was a normal guy..just slightly more handsome than the average teen.

Maybe I should give it a shot..

I go to my contacts and search up Devan's phone number..

My hands were trembling. Why was I so nervous? It was just a boy.

I tapped on his ID and it took me to my texting messager. Was I really doing this? I fumbled with my thumbs to type something simple;

Becca: Hey Devan, it's Becca 😊✌️

Well there goes nothing...

I stare at my message and I feel the regret fogging my brain.

Why did I do this? Should I have done this? Does it always feel this strange??

When I didn't know what to do I just waited...

And waited....

And waited.

He wasn't going to respond.

I knew it.

Why was I so gullible?

I set my phone down and began to stand up from my bed until....

....I heard a ding.

Confused, I turned back towards my phone and went to pick it up and saw;

Devan: Hey Becca, what's up? 😊👋

I dropped my phone.

[Double post! Go check out another Becca at BeccaShay ]