#*002

To say that Selena had been in a bad mood the past few days would’ve been the understatement of the year. She’d been in a horrible mood, to say the least. She missed her family and all her friends back in LA, and facetiming them once or twice every week just wasn’t the real deal. It frustrated her a lot, to the point where she had taken out her bad mood on some of her friends. Obviously she felt sorry afterwards, but her pride stopped her from actually apologizing to them. Instead, the girl had built herself a blanket fort in her room and wasn’t planning on interacting with anyone in the following days. At least not until she had calmed down.

But her plan was thrown overboard when the texting with Dylan began. Or should she rather say sexting? Things were heating up pretty quickly. What had started as a casual conversation, had turned into them agreeing to meet up for sex in less than a few minutes. And for some reason it made Selena nervous. She tried to brush it off, it was just sex, after all. But she knew that there had been a time when Dylan has had a crush on her — yes, she had seen his tweets, had seen the interviews where he had admitted to it — and she wanted it to be more than just good because of that. Not to mention that she wanted to look good for him once she had stripped out of all of her clothes. And the fact that Dylan had second guessed their decision to hook up was stressing the latina out to no end. It was a bad habit of hers to always overthink stuff, but no matter what Selena tried, she just couldn’t quit it.