retrac: hey I know it's kind of early, but are you up?
Ava: Sorry I didn't reply sooner - I sleep quite late!
retrac: normally I do too, but I just wanted to ask you something.
I look over to my mirror on the side of my wall. A confused expression looks back at me, but also a brave one.
retrac: well, I know we've only just started talking but you seem like a really nice person and I'd love to get to know you...
Ava: You too :)
I can't tell whether I'm just being polite, or if I actually feel this way.
retrac: Well, I went to the shops this morning and got you something. Obviously you can't actually have it, but I can send you the picture and you'll know I mean it, right?
I'm totally confused, and slightly frightened by his sudden approach, but beneath all that I can feel slight excitement overwhelming me. Is this really it? The first time a guy takes notice of me it might actually result to more?
A photo pops up.
Velvety red roses appear on the screen, a hand holding them by the stalks. He bought me flowers. FLOWERS. Oh wow. Oh, I don't know what to think at all.
Ava: They're beautiful :O
retrac: Just like you xx
I feel myself blushing. This can't be real. Not at all. There's no way in a million years someone would buy me flowers, and then call me beautiful.
retrac: And that leads me to the next part...
The next part?
retrac: Do you want to be...you know...like together?
Ava: Oh wow...um...I don't know...
I need to make sense of this before I rush into something. Is he really asking me out? I can feel my heart pounding in my chest and my clammy hands moulding in to one another.
retrac: what's up? Is there something wrong with me?
The way he says it makes me feel terrible. I can't let down the only guy that's ever bought me flowers, who's ever taken notice of me. So I type a quick reply back, before leaning back and feeling proud of myself.
Ava: Not at all. I'd love to be with you xx