author's note

jane montgomery sits in her english seminar, trying to concentrate on her professor, when she receives a text message from the number of a boy she's never met. at least she thinks it's a boy. she hopes it's a boy.

she's never been in love, but she desperately wants to.

she and the boy text frequently, but she constantly frets. is he real? was she being naive?

there's always the possibility that he's a 45 year old pervert.

but she can't help but message him back.