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Me:No, my best friend has a dog and we take her on walks all the time. And yep.. I live around here, but I’m not giving you any more details because you could be a murderer.

Max:lol, what if you’re the murderer?

Me:Maybe I am… maybe that’s my trick – to lure you into thinking I’m just a nice person afraid of murders...

Max:something tells me you’re not a murderer.

Me: What’s that?

Max:I dunno. You’re too nice. :)

Me:Dang… you got me.

I pull my feet up on the couch as I grin like an idiot while I text with Max. My brother is building a Lego fort and watching Disney movies, and overall, it’s a pretty chill night. I hate knowing that my best friend is at a party having a blast while I’m stuck here, but talking with Max is making all of it better. He’s been replying quicker too, so I haven’t even bothered checking my Snapchat lately. Talking with him is way more fun.

Max:This is the most I’ve texted in like months.

Me:me too. Mostly I just use Snapchat.

Max:I don’t have one of those.

Me:WHAT!? Everyone has a Snap!

Max:lol, not me. I don’t have any social media.

I want to call him on that lie because I saw his Facebook post. But then I remember the profile was blank. Maybe he deleted everything before deciding to stop using social media. That’s totally weird.

Me:Why don’t you use social media? That’s like…unheard of

It also makes me wonder what he’s trying to hide.

Max:it’s kind of a long story. See, there was this girl…

My stomach tightens. Why don’t I want to hear about this?I don’t even know him, I keep telling myself. Ugh.

Me:A girl, huh?

Max:Yep. She got pissed that I was friends with other girls from school and she got psycho about it. I mean, that’s stupid because I’m a friendly guy. They were just friends, you know? I’d never cheat on a girlfriend. Like, never. I’m not like that.

Me:so you deleted it?

Max:kind of. I just quit using it for a while because it got too annoying. Girls like to stalk your profile and then question every little thing they see about you on there. I was just over it. Totally pathetic. But then I had to quit school and I decided I didn’t want it at all.

Me:Why’s that?

Max:because social media is just one big pissing contest. Everyone tries to be better than everyone, and show only these pictures that make them look like they’re living this perfect life.

Max:And life isn’t perfect, ya know? Sometimes I’d be taking care of my mom who was too sick to walk that day, and I’d just see all these guys I used to be friends with posting pics of parties and shit, trying to act like their life was amazing.

Max:I realized I was getting jealous and stressed out and I didn’t need that kind of drama in my life. So I ditched it all.

Me:sounds like you made a good choice. I kind of hate social media. There’s too much pressure to look amazing.

Max:you’re a girl, so I can only imagine. Girls are totally mean to each other.

Me:ugh, tell me about it.

Max:lol. So what are you up to on this Saturday night?