Dear Stranger,

Please give me back my phone.

Jacob is texting me, and you are replying pretending to be me.

That's rude.

What are you texting him.

How do you know my password?

Please just give me my phone.

........

The girl sat there staring down at her phone with a small smile on her face showing her two dimples. Her big blue eyes lighted by the screen in the dark back corner of the library.

The boy walks in looking for a book. As he goes through the mystery/thrill genre he sees the girl at the back corner. His eyes take in her appearance. Her long black hair pulled back into a braid, and her tiny body sitting criss-cross hunched over her phone. He mad at her, she's been a bitch lately.

"Hey bitch!" he says as he storms towards her.

The girl winces - this is how most of her ex-abusive foster parent approached her for a beating - she stands up and tries to run.

"Where do you think you're going, huh?" growled the boy. Rage took over him like it usually does, and the chances of him fighting it off is low.

The boy tightly grabbed her thin arm and her phone landed onto the floor. He looked at it and nearly crushed as his eyes read the screen "Jacob: I miss you, I'm sorry I left you with that jerk." . The boy was now furious, he didn't know exactly why. But calling him a jerk was a good enough reason to be mad.

The girl reached for her phone, but the boy kicked her knee causing her to fall. She cried in pain. Wasn't there anyone witnessing this?  Oh right if there was, they wouldn't care.

"Please..." the girl whispered. She didn't like begging, she just wanted to talk to Jacob.

"Shut up, slut." the boy spat at the girl on the floor. Her hair was no longer in a prefect braid, strands were sticking out here and there.

The boy looked down at the girl. For a very brief moment sorrow flashed through his eyes, but he masked it before everyone could see it. He looked away and his fingers moved across the keyboard.

"My name is NATHAN, and I don't appreciate you calling me a jerk, asshole! "

" Nathan Robertson? Why do you have her phone? Give it back now. "

"Or what?  You're not here, you can't do anything. "

"I'll kick you off the team, or I can just kick your ass again. "

Power off.

The boy throws the phone at the girl and glares at her. " I don't know what he sees in you, but all I  see is one of his future girl toys who he fucks and forgets about." he sneered at her.

The girl frowned. He might be right. Jacob has a record with women, and it isn't good. She gets up putting on her backpack and shoving her phone into her pocket.

The girl stands right in front of the boy and looks straight into his deep gray eyes. They stand there in complete silence, so many emotions passing through their eyes.

"Neither do I." replies the girl with sorrow in her voice,  and walks away.

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Love,
Me