Trashfires
Her phone buzzed.
She glanced down at it, a little confused. Mom almost never texted her - she was more a call kind of person. And Rachel was in her room, laying on the bed and thoroughly blitzed.
She fished it out of her pocket almost purely out of curiosity, and checked the message.
You think Mr. J is gonna let me off the hook?
She stared at the unfamiliar… well, everything. A moment later, the phone buzzed again, and another message popped up.
I know you vouched for me and all, but I dunno - I really didn’t mean to trash the place like that :p
Okay, now this whoever was using emoticons. Chloe thought she could officially rule out knowing this person.
She decided to respond anyway.
uh, personaly, I dont take well to having my stuf trashed. also, who is this?
The classic ellipses showed for only a moment before a response came, with a crisp vrrr.
Did someone drop another bucket of paint on your head, Victoria?
I hope not, at this rate people will think we’re in love with all the stripping you’re doing around me XD
She stared at the tiny pixelated face and wondered who the hell this total dork was.
oh, i think you have the wrong #
A pause.
Oh.
Uh. Sorry.
its watever. and whats up with this talk of striping girls and paint bukets?
Loooooong story, stranger.
Long and embarrassing.
She grinned at the screen, thumbs starting to tap faster.
ill have you know that noone can be more embarasing then me, strnger
i mean, my friend is blazed as hell and im not far from being the same
Better safe then sorry!
boooooring.
You have no idea, Stranger. I’m the most boring person you’ve never met. :I
She grimaced.
ok, pleas stop it
‘It’?
the emojis. i cant stand them
Well, I can’t stand improper spelling and grammar - so suck it up!
She couldn’t help the tiny snicker that escaped her.
big words from such a dork
A pause.
...A longer pause then any other so far.
She almost began to worry she had offended the stranger before the next buzz came, and she let out a tiny sigh of relief.
What makes you think I’m a dork?
She stared at the words, the idea that she had offended them cropping up again.
She decided that honesty was the best policy when she had no idea how to respond.
just the emojis and proper gramer.
tho i am curios as to how a dork hapened to trash somethin
There was a pause.
She typed out another message before it began to drag on to long.
sory? for calling u a dork i mean
Another pause. Shorter, this time.
No, it’s okay.
You’re totally right, anyway. Total hipster.
She let out another relieved breath, and typed back with a grin.
dont worry, im a punk, so
we all trashfires here
Haha.
Yeah, we are.
I’m totally a bigger trashfire, though.
bet. 1 time i set an entire gym on fire
You will lose this fight, stranger. Back out now and I may yet let you leave with your dignity intact.
bring it on, dork
Well, just today, I broke into the school with my best friend, trashed the office of my favorite teacher, lounged in the principal’s chair and took a midnight swim.
Yesterday I did the same thing but with more friends and a parent’s house instead of the school. Also with more drugs involved.
And I still can’t admit I’m gay to anyone.
She stared at the wall of text.
...Oh my god, she was the smaller trashfire.
Suddenly, the ellipses came again, and her attention shifted back to the conversation.
Sorry. Probably too much info :x
no, its ok
i
im glad you said that
probly needed to get that off your chest for a wile anyway, rite?
She stared at the phone, unsure why she was so eager for a stranger’s respond.
Finally, the buzz came again.
Yeah.
Yeah, I did.
Thanks.
She smiled at the screen.
no prob. whatre strngers for?
Murdering you.
nope. comfort about your secret gaynes, actualy
get it rite next time, dork
Heh.
Uh
I gotta get to bed soon.
Chloe couldn’t understand the small amount of disappointment in her chest.
oh
Yeah.
Uh
Can I
There was a pause.
can you what?
No. No, nevermind. It was stupid.
come on, tel me
you already admited your gay, so
mite as well
Uh
Can I
Text you again?
I mean
like
if that isnt a problem
sorry
i know you dont wanna talk to a stranger
i’ll get outta your hair
no
no, its
its ok
we can talk again
if you wanna
A pause. She waited with baited breath.
Oh
Uh
Okay.
Cool.
I’ll
Talk to you later?
ttyl, strnger
Goodnight.
She had a smile on her face when she went to bed.