Unknown?—My Beautiful Birds Start

You are just a normal girl going through school when suddenly some unknown number texts you during class. You check it to see a simple hello. You respond by saying hi, and continue the conversation by asking who they are. They respond saying I’m just another fan of yours. You question what he means by that. A fan...of me? You don’t remember ever being “famous” and if you have it was only that one time during the Christmas musical when you had that solo. You ask them if they got the wrong number. They respond with a simple no and then continued saying they know they have the right number. Then they send a pic of you and say this is you correct. The photo looks recent. In fact so recent that it is you in class right now. You look around feeling more cautious about your surroundings. You reply by saying when did you take that photo. With a fast reply, he says right now. You start to get more nervous as you realize he can see you but you can’t see him. Thoughts run through your mind, where is this person, is he looking to kidnap me or something, HOW CAN HE TAKE A PIC OF ME RIGHT NOW, aren’t they suppose to be in class. They come flowing in like a stream. But all that was broken when they send you a simple text. He says you look lovely today as well. You decide its probably best to figure out who this person is, so you respond by saying thank you and then asking them if they had a name. They respond by my name….for you, it’s whatever you want to call me. Keeping calm you ask. But I would like to call you by your real name. They respond that makes me happy, my name is RAY.

Now, knowing his name, you ask him why he knows you. He answered I heard your voice and couldn’t help but pay attention to you. My...voice? What does my voice have anything to do with this? He then breaks the silence again by saying I really had to muster up the courage to text you...I hope I didn’t scare you? If I did I’m sorry… and I hope you can forgive me. What? Ok, so he understands this is weird, great. What am I supposed to do in this situation? Just go along with it, I mean he’s basically a stalker at this point...right? Maybe I should…He replies No need to stress out that beautiful face of yours. I hate to see you in pain. You freeze for a moment, maybe he isn’t a bad person, or at least he has some sanity. I mean, ugh, what's wrong with me…this shouldn’t result in a problematic situation...right? No! This is obviously going to lead to me being kidnapped or something.

***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***