What was I supposed to answer?

I had no idea who was sending the texts. He could be anyone, although he claimed he saw me at the prom.

At another time I wouldn't answer and I'd block the unwanted messages, but an invisible power, something in his words stimulated my interest.

After thinking attentively for a couple of moments, I decided to reply with a simple "Hi". Once I sent my answer, I felt like my heart was racing and beating faster. Did I act the right way, or like an asshole?

To my surprise, the mysterious sender replied immediately and my cell phone vibrated before I put it in my pocket.

UN: How are you doing?

Who the hell is this stranger and why is he communicating with me? Did he send his text to the wrong number? Yeah, probably. I determined to respond, I owed to enlighten him...

ME: Sorry I think you have the wrong number

Ι was waiting in suspense. Then, he cropped up.

UN: No I don't think so. You are Vanessa, the pretty girl in the Nirvana shirt, aren't you?

Damn, he had made any mistake. I was his recipient from the first time. But, I still had many questions. I wasn't also used to receive compliments, and I guess I had to say something and appreciate it somehow.

ME: Oh! Well, thank you, so nice of you. How did you find my phone number?

UN: I have my ways

ME: You have your ways? Is it supposed to give me comfort or something?

UN: Well...

To be honest, I actually started to have fun with it. Then, I realized I didn't even know his name, so I decided to ask him.

ME: What's your name?

UN: Why do you ask? Why do you wanna know it?

He added a smiley face.

Who are you and what do you want mister enigma?

ME: I should call you somehow, I guess?

UN: Call me what you want

Wow, that escalated quickly. Was he flirting with me or was he picking on me? I really didn't know what to reply to that. I took a look around and decided to answer this seriously, with the first name that came to my mind.

ME: Well then, may I call you Alex?

I shrugged and smirked. Anywise, I couldn't get Alex Gaskarth out of my mind.

UN: Hmm, interesting choice. Like the singer and rhythm guitarist of All Time Low?

Oh my God he did understand the reference; He was cleverer than I thought.

ME: Ahahaha you got me there... Are you a fan?

UN: Yes of course, I love ATL, they are one of my favorite bands

ME: What a coincidence! Mine too

Then I realized something and I sent a second message.

ME: Wait a minute. Are you interested in rock bands?

UN: How could I not? Actually, Blink 182, Green Day, and New Found Glory –and of course All Time Low- are some of my faves. I also LOVE The Beatles and Nirvana

ME: OMFG You must be joking. I adore them all!

Too be honest, I started to like him. He was not that bad after all. He was cordial, funny and so nice to me. We also had the same music taste and it was the best thing ever.

I hadn't realized it had gotten so late, but I flinched when I saw my mom standing near the door. She was holding a plate of chicken nuggets and staring at me. For how long has she been standing there?

"Who's texting you? Did you get a boyfriend?", she asked and winked.

"No! What are you talking about? I'm just... texting Andie", I answered immediately.

"Andie? Then, why are you sitting there with a stupid smile on your face?"

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