Heather

I get bored from my phone and decide to do something else. I don't have any homework therefore I'm free and I have nothing to do. I look around my room. It's a mess, a huge mess that I have a lot of time to clean. 

I start with my desk, I sort out all my notebooks according to their colors. I clear some space on the desk so I can place my laptop, when a chime from my phone stops me. A WhatsApp message from the one and only, Parker. 

Hey. The message says.

I start typing my reply when another message from him popped up, "I'm pretty bored, what are you doing?"

"cleaning my room since I'm bored too.

Parker

She's bored too. I wonder if I should ask her to go out with me. Not a date obliviously that's scary, but I mean go out as friends and play video games and drink coffee. All those things that I haven't got the chance to do before because my father trapped me. I wonder if I'll ever be able to experience that. Experience it for the first time with Heather.

I think of asking her when I get another message from WhatsApp. Not from Heather this time. It's the weird number again, Baby we need to talk it's important. 

Baby!? who the hell calls me that? I don't have a girlfriend and I've never been called 'baby' before. Is this some kind of sick joke? 

I ignore it this time, I think of blocking the number but I want to find out who it is before blocking them. 

Boredom is still here, hanging in the air around me. Then an idea pops in my head. "Heather can I come over?" I text.

she texts back in a flash of lighting, 'Sure but aren't you grounded?"  

"I can sneak out."

"Okay do it but careful, don't let your father see you." 

And so I put on a dark hoodie, take my phone with me and try to open my bedroom window. The cold air hits my face and helps me realize what I'm doing. 

No, no, no I'm getting myself in trouble.

"Sorry." I text Heather, "I don't think I can do it."

"it's okay." She replies, she adds a heart at the end and that takes me off guard. "Do you wanna go out sometime though after you get ungrounded.?" She asks. 

I quickly type, "Yes." Before I sink and melt on the carpet.