Chapter 2: What on earth is that?
The next day, I took my phone as usual, searching for any messages or follows in Instagram. Since I had more than 75 followers by now, most other schoolmates of mine could find me through mutual followers too, so that way, I'd gained a lot of them and my followers from yesterday increased by a lot. And messages, well, I didn't really get messages everyday. If I did get any at all, it would either be from my eighth batch group or my friends group, that too just once in a week or something since we had a lot of other groups on WhatsApp and chatted there instead.
I shrugged and went to Whatsapp instead, where I saw that my friends group had spammed me with a ton of messages from Stella, Riley, Sam and Mia. Amy had been inactive. The group name had been changed to 'Riley the great', obviously by Riley herself. Geez.
I changed the '.' name to 'Rose the great', and just as I was about to go to Instagram from WhatsApp, Mia texted me personally, "Any messages from that crazykid guy?"
I texted back a smirking emoji and answered "Not yet."
Of course not. Like I told, I'm sure he'd never text me ever again. Yesterday's chat was just a one-day chat which he did for -
And right then it came.
He really must know some sort of magic to send a message right when we were talking about him! And when I was least expecting him too...
"Hello"
Ugh. Again.
I don't even know how to talk to him much either. He is just a stranger to me even if he has seen me anywhere. We don't have enough knowledge about each other or our mutual friends/places to start a topic randomly and chat about it.
"Hey" I replied hastily. Maybe he might get a clue that I'm not interested much and leave? I mean, he kept talking to me even after I was trying to leave yesterday night, and I didn't want that today too. Whether or not I might stay active on Instagram for hours, I'm still a human and I need breaks. If this guy continues chatting like that, I won't even get to have my dinner. Even yesterday, he stopped only because it was night and time for me to sleep. Otherwise, he would've continued till midnight or morning. I always have the option to stop texting him back, of course, but as I said before, that might stop him from chatting any further and I didn't want that. I did want to know who he was.
"Had fud"
Hey, nothing without food of course!
Why does he care though? It's not something you usually ask strangers on internet.
My friends and relatives ask me that sometimes, but it's my first time experiencing an online stranger ask me if I had food. Not that it's weird or flirty, I just found it strange it my own perspective but in a positive way. Asking if someone had food is a nice thing, it's like asking someone if they're okay, if they need something, I just don't know; I thought deeply about every text message he sent.
"Yeah, and u?"
Well I mean, it's okay if you didn't yet. I'll just wait till you finish and return after I'm done with my own.
"Yes. Now"
"Oh cool"
*Sweats in nothing to reply*
"Mm wyd"
Wyd? What on earth is that?
Oh, of course, our dear Google is always here to help. I immediately searched up on Google the full form of wyd and saw that it means "what are you doing". I switched back to Instagram.
"Just chatting with friends"
Isn't that obvious? How else can I come active right when you texted me?
However, I was actually planning to leave his message on delivered and not see it until I feel bored myself, but if I had done that, I might feel guilty for doing that because that means I'm texting him back for my own advantage and I had actually already read his message on my notifications before, but ignored it. I'll sound like that toxic friend who messages you only when they want something and not because they genuinely want to keep contact with you, and then ignores you when you need something or just want to chat with them.
I'm saying this because I have such an experience with toxic friend in my life, a person who called me her 'true, best friend' but never messaged me except when she needed me for writing notes or activities. I didn't want to be such a toxic person to another person too...whether that person is my friend or not. It's not like I care about his feelings or I'm his friend, because even he can turn out to be a creep sometimes or even if he isn't, he is just a stranger. But then again, I can't be a cruel and selfish person and jump to a conclusion that he's a creep. So yes... That's why I replied right then. I didn't feel that it was right to message him for my own advantage and take use of his habit of replying back in seconds and being a good talker.
"Phh"
Yep. He meant oh.
After that we just kept saying random "mm"s and "hm"s awkwardly and random emojis until I said bye and left. Yet again.
He kept talking and talking like a non-stop express, while here I was, finding the right reaction to a complete stranger on Instagram. My worries were this: Should I put this the laughing emoji or the sweating emoji? For some reason, I liked the latter better so I decided on that while he just simply put a laughing emoji. Probably laughing at my stupid uneasiness. Hmph.
"I guess Rose is chatting with the crazyguy right now?" Riley asked in the group, clearly curious. She wasn't usually interested in stuff like this, but seems the lolguy is amusing even her. That's good news! Riley can identify a creep pretty easily, just like me, so having her approval about making friends with such a guy was a good thing. She's also more mature than I am.
I noticed that the group's name had now changed to 'Stella the great'. Obviously, it had been changed by Stella. I texted a thumbs up emoji, indicating a yes, then texted back to Riley 'Seems to be quite nice, no flirting or anything that way, just random questions or "mm"s are all he says.'
'That's some guys' way of flirting, duh' Riley said with a laughing emoji while Mia was typing something. But I was almost certain by now that crazykid didn't message me because he had a crush on me; if he did, he would've opened up by now or at least gave a little hint about that.
'Haha, yeah, but this one seems complicated than others. The others went straight to the point - they like me or flirts somehow.' I replied, recalling my past experiences with some perverts and some fake true-lovers.
'Maybe crazykid is gonna start out as a good nice guy and then turn out to be like them all?' Mia asked. She too got messages like I did and blocked literally everyone except our classmates and other mutual schoolkids. But I'd rather say it was not much of a nice way of handling it.
For example, if someone comes to talk to you in real life, how can you block them? By ignoring them, which can be hurtful if the guy/girl didn't have any such intention and was only intending on small talk. But if you don't block those actual creeps, they can get aggressive or intimate, which is not good. Mia's problem was that she couldn't identify between actual creeps and people who were just wanting to have small talk. She was less into social media than I was and fell for anything that the social media said. But, in my opinion, clearing out the other person's intentions and information is more important than straight up blocking them and being left stranded on a cliff of doubts. So I'd say that Mia's way is useful sometimes, like rarely, but other times, useless and even unnecessary. That's why I use my technique - one which wouldn't simply jump to conclusions about the other person nor let them get too close.
Just as I was about to reply something to Mia, I noticed a change in the group name for one last time. It was done by Samantha, the seventh member of our group after me, Riley, Stella, Mia, Devyn and Amy.
'7 shitheads'
Well, better than all the other group names, I guess.
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