Amour
Two
"Mom, truth or dare?!" Taylor giggles.
"Dare!" I say proudly. Taylor thinks for a second.
"Do you have the tap-tap thingy?"
"You mean my phone?" I smile.
"Uh-huh. I dare you to.." She furrows her eyebrows.
Then she snaps.
"To text a random phone number with a random message." She quotes. "How do you know about texting, bunny?" I laugh slightly.
God, what's this school of their's doing?
"Ms. Maren said she did it with her kid's daddy." Connor shrugs and eats a cookie and gulps down orange juice.
"Okay.." I smile and whip out my phone.
"Mom. How old were you?" Taylor says while munching on an apple. "I'm 20, Taylor."
"Oh. 'Cause Ms. Kella said you were a dis-gur-ace to moms."
"Your teacher said that?!" I say angrily.
"How old is she?"
"Two one." She says.
Are you kidding me? Their teacher's 21 and she's fucking with me?
"Okay, let's do the dare now.." I grump.
I randomly put in a phone.
I type in something random.
*C for Celeste, R for random*
C: Greetings, I'm from Mars. Would you please participate in our human one question survey?
What in the frickin' hell is a rubber duck?
I lean back with satisfaction as I read aloud the message and Connor giggles when I say the
swears. Damn. "Forget about those words." I chuckle.
Oh, god. A reply?!
R: They have wifi on Mars ? Good to know ! A rubber duck is the next generation of technology.
I laugh. "Guys, look at this."
Connor sounds out the words.
"Theey have wefe on Mars?" He says quizzically. "What's wee-fee?"
I grin. "No, hun. It's why-fye and they." I sound out the words for him.
I text back the reply.
C: Of course we have wifi, human! Thank you, your results are being proccessed.
R: Did I win ?
C: Yeah, you won
R: Yaaay! What's the prize ?
C: Prize? Prizes on Mars include riding the next spaceship to Earth. Except, you are not on Mars.
Therefore, Human, I shall grant you the prize of this thing you call a 'trophy.'
R: I don't see a trophy in my mail. Why's that, alien ? AHHH!
C: What aaah?
R: A load of aliens have just arrived on Earth.. what did they win ?
C: Joke's over since this is too awesome
R: No, joke's over since I win
C: I am now labeling you on my contacts as "Alien Survey Winner"
R: I feel so honored
This guy, I like him. Definitely texting him back..
