.: I Met Him On Omegle :.
We had been talking to Jesse and Ryan for about an hour about nothing in particular. "Here, give me your Facebook," Ryan said to the three of us. Now, I wasn't one of those girls to give everybody my name and was hesitate.
"Diana Jake is mine,” Diana said. “Crystal Want is hers,” she said and pointed to Crystal. “And Andi Jones is Andi's.” I could've interrupted her so she didn't tell the boys but for some reason, I didn't want to. I didn't want to never hear from Jesse again. And Ryan, of course.
“Hey Andi, what's your skype?” Jesse asked, smiling slyly.
“I don't have skype,” I lied. “Girls, c'mon, lets get off now. The laptop is going to die.”
“Andi, there's still like 40 percent...” Crystal said, glancing at me.
“Oh right, I uh... thought it said 4.”
“Her skype is Andi.Jones,” Diana said and I love her and all but right now, all I wanted to do was stab her. Does she not know how to keep her mouth shut?
“How boring,” Jesse said playfully. I glared at him but wasn't able to glare for that long, after all he is adorable.
“Psh... I'm sure yours is much better.”
“It is,” he declared. I rolled my eyes in reply.
“So, Diana, do you have a boyfriend?” Ryan asked, winking.
“No, I don't. What about you, Ry?” I was tempted to interrupt and say they have never actually met each other and live on either sides of the world but didn't.
“No, no girlfriend.”
“You guys planning on visiting Australia?” Crystal asked, twirling a piece of her beach blonde hair that I envy.
“Maybe. After we finish school.”
“Aren't you 19?” I asked, looking at Jesse.
“Yeah, I repeated a grade,” he said dismissively. We all fell into comfortable silence and we faintly heard a door opening.
“Babe, your mum let me in,” a girl said. We couldn't see who it was. I was hoping the 'babe' bit was directed to Ryan.
Why? I asked myself. Because you like him, that taunting voice in my mind said. Ryan put his finger to his lip, signalling us not to say anything.
“Hey,” Jesse said. I felt a pang of jealousy. Maybe it was his... mum? No, it couldn't be. Maybe it was his sister! Yes, that was it. What kind of sister calls her brother babe?
Hopefully this one.
“I missed you. Are we still on for tonight?” I was imagining the girl. I could see a girl with beach blonde hair, flawless skin and a small figure. I imaged a cheerleader. A perfect cheerleader. I was kidding myself if I thought this girl was his sister, this girl was obviously his girlfriend or something along those lines. And much to my dismay, I hated it.
“Yes, of course.”
“What are you doing on your computer?” the girl asked.
“Nothing,” Jesse said. I heard foot steps and I saw Jesse looking at the computer screen for a moment before it came up as, Your conversational parter has disconnected.
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Teaser: Jesse was kissing her cheek and she was smiling.
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