Chemical Kids and Mechanical Brides

“Viiiiic….Viiiiiiic…”

I looked up and saw Andy peering down at me. Why must he be so freaking tall?!

“What???” “Who are you textin’?” I glared at him slightly.

“None of your bid’ness!” I stuck out my tongue at him and returned my attention to my phone.

It shouldn’t be a secret that I was texting Kellin, considering the fact that I was texting him all week.

“What time should we meet up tomorrow?” was what I texted him.

A minute later, my phone vibrated.

“I guess around 10. It’ll only take me about 15 min. to get there on foot.”

I typed on the keyboard.

“M’kay.”

Another vibration later.

“How’s work?”

“It sucks. There aren’t many people today. How was school?”

“It was okay. I got an A on a test today.” I smiled.

“Congratulations!”

“Thanks. I have to go. See you tomorrow. Bye.”

“Bye.” I closed my phone and shoved it in my pocket.

“Twenty more minutes until freedom!” Andy stretched his arms, popping a few bones in the process. “And you need to get to bed, so you have energy for your date tomorrow.” He winked at me.

“You went through my messages, didn’t you?”

“Maybe~” I got up from the floor and flicked him in the forehead.

“Ow! You bitch!”

“Now you know not to go through my messages again.” I smirked at him.

“Don’t forget that I’M the one driving YOU home tonight.” He smirked back.

I pulled out the keys and jiggled them in my hand. “Not when I have the keys.” His smirk faded.

“Damn…you win.”

I tossed the keys over to him. “Now I win, because I call shotgun~!”

“Ha. Should’ve known.” I smirked at him again and jumped into the car.

Tomorrow’s gonna be awesome!