"What are the odds that you are dared to send a random text to a stranger? And, what are the odds that the stranger happens to be someone you would never have imagined in your wildest fantasies?

Well, the odds are in Chloe's favor. A text conversation which starts as a dare takes a one eighty degree turn when the person behind the screen turns out to be the cockiest, most arrogant, annoying asshat. Despite all this; the flirting, the heart to heart conversations and the late night musings are something they become accustomed to and something which gradually opens locked doors...but, that's not all.  

To top it all off, the guy just might happen to be in the same school and have a reputation for a overly skeptical identity...

""What are you hiding?""

""An awesome body, beneath these layers of clothing ;)""

But, who knows what Noah is really hiding and what are the consequences of this secret?"

A Royal Pain In The Texts

"I want to dance!" Noah stomped his feet like a whiny kid.


I covered his mouth with my hands and glanced around; making sure no one was witnessing this ordeal. After dragging him subtly from the stage before he could announce the meaning of 'happy' to everyone, I had brought him to a secluded corner of the dining area.


He had pointed to the moon, visible from the floor to ceiling window and whispered to me, "It's full moon tonight. Can we turn into werewolves?"


I had face palmed so hard that I think I broke my skull.


And, as the music came on, and people started waltzing to it, he wanted to dance too.


"You can't face everyone like that!" I exclaimed, peering into his red, swollen eyes.


He gave me a lazy grin. "Yes. But, I can face them, with you by my side."


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