• The phone rang by my bed. I growled and put the pillow over my head. “It’s Olivia.” Mom said throwing a pillow at me. Oh snap! I forgot! Grabbed an outfit. It was a pair of black shorts and a very dark purple long-sleeve shirt. I felt strange wearing. …Well…um… black. “MOM!” I shouted, “Where is my pink bag?” I was hopping on one foot trying to find my other sneaker. “I think you should wear a black bag.” She yelled back. “Fine.” I snapped grabbing the bag from my closet. I put my cell phone and wallet in the bag. Olivia’s mom’s car pulled up in the driveway. “Bye mom.” I said hugging her. I went to grab my pink jacket when my mom gave me a dark blue one. “Love you have fun.” She called as I rushed out the door. “Hi” Olivia said as got in her car. “Hello” I said. Mabel sat next to Olivia she waved. “Hi Mabel.” I waved to her. “Why are you in all black?” Olivia asked. “You look gothic.” Mabel added. Not the comments I was going for. “I thought it looked nice.” I mudded. “Were here.” Olivia’s sister said. I didn’t relies here older sister was driving. ”Meet me back here at 7:00.” Her sister told us. “Ya, ya.” Olivia laughed.
    “Come on Sophie.” Olivia said as she ran to the next store. “Oh please no more.” I begged. “You could sit this store out.” Mabel smiled. “Thank you kind soul.” I said dropping the large bags. “Dear Lord.” I panted. The bags had left a mark on my hands. I leaned back on the bench. I have time. I pulled my cell phone out. I scold to Pauls number. I hesitated to text him. It has been years has he changed?
    Angel: Hello Paul?
    No answer at first. I got worried. Do I have the number wrong? Is he there?
    Monster: Esme?
    Angel: yes ☺
    Monster: oh my gosh I cant believe it is you
    Angel: I am still in shock by your letter
    Monster: I was forced against my will to write that
    Angel: yes right ☺
    Monster: I not kidding ☹
    Angel: lol I’m just kidding
    I laughed. It’s my first talk to Paul in years. He was still as funny as I remember. He hasn't changed a bit. I didn’t even mind him calling me Esme.
    Monster: haven't changed a bit
    Angel: you took the words out of my phone your amazing
    Monster: lol I’m aren’t I ☺
    Angel: oh I forgot snobby!
    Monster: :O
    Angel: razz
    Monster: lol
    Angel: this is nice
    Monster: ?
    Angel: just I haven’t talked to u in years
    Monster: yes its nice
    Angle: and random
    Monster: Yes I do find this random.
    Angel: Your user name is freaky
    Angel: oh I’m so scared
    Monster: HEY! You said you wouldn’t do that
    Angel: I never said that
    Monster: some Angel
    Angel: oh now you did it
    Monster: Don’t freak out on me
    Angel: my other friends go on this website
    Monster: Cool what are there users
    Angel: ones lets super Cinderella another is sun God

    I sighed and looked up. I wonder if his here? I saw a group of boys at a small table in the café. They seemed to stand out. Well it could be there in dark coolers. Rarely anyone in the town wore black or dark colors. The palest one seemed to be text. It seemed he know I was watching. He looked up. It’s Spike! One of the boys asked Paul a question. I couldn’t hear them another boy hit the one that asked the question. I giggled then Paul looked at me. I felt a chill go down my spine. I had bats in my stomach. I hind myself, by looking away. From the Connor of my eye I watched them one boy whistled. I rolled my eyes. I hate guys like that Goth and annoying. They got up and started to leave. My phone vibrated.
    Monster: got to go bye
    Angel: later
    Well I hope Mabel and Olivia are done soon. I looked back at the boys. Paul glanced at me and smiled. Was that a smile?
    I waved good-bye to the girls. “Mabel go on tonight.” I smiled. Then raced in to the house. “Hi mom.” I hugged her. “Hello” She had a gentle smile. “So what did you get?” I opened all my bags and put the clothes out on my bed. “This.” I said.
    I put the last shirt in my closet. Ok here we go.
    Angel: hi!
    Monster: Hey Esme
    Monster: Wait how did you now Ion?
    Angel: it’s nine everyone’s on at nine
    Monster: right
    Angel: you should know I’m always right
    Sun God: I had to learn that the hard way hard way
    Finally! Andy had logged on so did Mabel. This will be interesting.

    Super Cinderella: hi ☺
    Angel: hi ☺
    Sun God: OK! You’re getting annoying
    Angel: Paul?
    Monster: um…hi?
    Super Cinderella: hello
    Sun God: Who’s Paul?
    Monster: that’s me
    Angel: Paul is one of my oldest friends
    Monster: Her oldest friend
    Sun God: ok? So do you guys want to go to a party at my house?
    Super Cinderella: sure
    Angel: sounds cool
    Sun God: oh you could come to Paul
    Monster: eh…. sure?
    Monster: Wait when?
    Sun God: Tomorrow six to ten
    Monster: sorry guys I have another party
    Super Cinderella: oh! ☺ Mr. popular
    Angel: You seem to be
    Monster: stop I’m not
    Sun God: Whatever man
    That night I had a dream that reenacted the day Paul and me meet. I saw him sitting on the swing. I was sitting alone behind a tree. I watched Margot and Bill (the meanest Seven year olds you’ll ever meet). They walked over to Paul and started to make fun of him. “Why are you in all dark colors freak?” Margot asked in her snotty voice. “Is it because you’re a vampire freak?” Bill laughed. Bill pushed Paul. He looked like he was going to cry. So I stepped in “He is not a freak!” I screamed “Your just a big bully Billy.” “ And I think vampires are cool.” I said my arms crossed across my dark blue shirt. Paul looked up at me. I stood next to him. “Hey look shy girl has a voice.” Bill teased “Why you standing up for him?” “Because I am kind to all people, but you two.” I helped Paul up. He was holding his arm. “Did they hurt you?” I asked him. He nodded “yes” he sounded like he was going to cry. “ You hurt him!” I screamed punching Bill in the arm. Margot grabbed his hand and they walked away. “Now are you ok?” I said to paul. “I guess.” He smiled “thank you for helping me.” I made a large smile “It was nothing.” I giggled ”I didn’t even hit him hard.” Pal laughed, “I’m Paul.” He gave me a big smiled. “I’m Esme.” I laughed, “I like you Paul.”