Parker 

The nervousness is still here. I can't believe that Heather asked to see my doodles. I worry sometimes that she might even see them. How? I don't know. I wonder sometimes if she took it in another way. Maybe she thinks that I am being mean just because I didn't let her check out my doodles. Little does she know that they're way to personal for me to show them to anyone. Anyone not even Heather. Well, we're kind of friends, I guess.

I take out my doodling notebook as usual and I start to doodle. I use doodling as a way to run away from reality and creating my own. My own world where everything is how I want it to be. That's why it's too personal. My world is an improved version of the real world and through it, anyone can trace it back to my real world, making me feel transparent. 

I doodle for what feels like an hour. Until my phone chimes with a message, breaking the spell. I get excited and think it is Heather so I take my phone and scan the cracked screen. 

It's not Heather and all the happiness in me fades away, making me feel empty. 

It's an unknown number and the emptiness is filled with anxiety. Who could it be?

Hello.  The message says. I try to get hints from it and who could it be or if it's better to reply or just ignore it and move on. 

I keep the message open and debate on whether I should ignore it or not. My thoughts are interrupted by another text message from the same number. I know you see this, I just wanna talk. The message says this time. 

 Instead of getting anxious, I gather up courage to text them. But what do I say? Should I introduce myself? No, wait that's dumb. I can just ask them who they are. Yes, that's what I'll say. I feel a bit proud of myself that I haven't felt in more than a year. So I type, Who is this? Then I hit send and wait for a response.

Heather

I spend my day like any other. Still shaken up from what happened with Parker, which I like to call a 'moment'. At least that's how I like to see it.

Oliver has been texting me non stop for the whole day, since he usually goes to play basket ball everyday. Today though, he is staying home for no reason, as he says. 

I ignore his texts since they're getting a lot at this point. He keeps telling me about history and I am not interested at all. I am pretty sure he knows. 

I think of texting Parker but it feels so wrong right now. Especially after what happened today. I wonder if he ever thinks of texting me as well. 

I miss Olivia sometimes, I overthink of the reason that ended our friendship. Is it too silly?