Omg I got a sign. Actually I got 3! Yay! ILU ALL! So nothing much to say, moving on:

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Matthew leaned up against the school building. He had been sitting outside ever since the assembly let out, and so far, no one missed him or came looking for him. Not that they would have thought to look outside anyway. He was currently sitting on the ground, holding his cell phone in one hand. That hadn't gone off either. So apparently nobody missed him. Surprise.

Matthew leaned his head up against the wall and looked across the school yard. If he was counting the bells right, it was lunchtime. Not that he was hungry at all. He had eaten some crackers earlier. It was a little boring doing nothing all day. He knew he should have taken that as a reason to go back to class, but his motivation was nonexistent at the moment.

Matthew shook his head and jumped when his cell phone started going off. "Eh?" He quickly opened up the text to find the sender was not his brother, he was really expecting it to be, but Cruz. Well. That was a shock.

You are impossible to find. Where are you?

Matthew looked at the message blankly. How long had he been looking? He shrugged and typed in a vague answer: Somewhere you're not. Why? He knew that probably came off as rude. Oh well. Already sent.

Matthew tossed the cell phone up in the air while waiting for a response. He wasn't tossing it very high, so it's not like it would break if the ground caught it instead of him. Hearing the ringtone go off again, Matthew caught the phone and opened up the new message.

Ouch. That was harsh. Seriously, I want to talk to you. Where the **** are you?

Matthew raised both eyebrows at the text message. That was a new one. Since when did he censor out words in the text message. He could probably guess what the word was supposed to be. Matthew rolled his eyes but sent a response: Talk to me about what? Can't you just text it?

He was a little curious about what Cruz wanted to talk to him about, but not curious enough to invite the Cuban to come sit with him. He'd have to explain why he was out here first.

No I can't just text it, otherwise I would. Seriously, I have looked everywhere I can think of, even the stupid library.

Matthew just laughed at that. Cruz hated going in there. Well then you're not thinking of the right place. Why can't you text it?

He shook his head at the thought of Cruz searching the school for him during lunch. It was almost like playing "Where's Waldo". Except it was "where's Matthew".

Because there's a character limit on these things. And obviously I'm not thinking of the right spot, otherwise I would have found you and wouldn't be texting you.

Matthew stared blankly at the message, "Eh? What?" I thought it was just one thing you wanted to talk about? How long is the sentence? And don't be too sure about that. Just because you might find me doesn't mean I want to talk.

Okay that was not going to get a good response. He meant to hit the backspace but hit the send by mistake. Matthew held the phone away from him, dreading the response he was going to get. Probably more censored words.

No it's not just one thing smart***. And what do you mean you don't want to talk? I don't care if you don't want to ******* talk. I said I need to talk to you **** it. Where the **** are you?

Character limit my foot. That was a lot of asterisks. It was actually rather funny. You use a lot of stars when you're texting. And it's not nice calling someone that. I meant what I said about not wanting to talk. If you have something to say then spell it out.

That was definitely not going to get a pleasant response. Aggravating Cruz made many students go to the nurse's office, and Matthew had the unpleasant feeling he might be one of them soon.

For your **** information, this phone censors the words out. What the ******* point of that is I will never know. And so help me when I do I find you, I am going to punch your face into the wall.

Matthew looked at the wall he was leaning up against with a frown. Hm. It was made of brick. That would hurt. That actually sounds rather like the phone company knew who they were selling a phone to. And don't you mean, 'if' you find me?

This was almost like a game. Different game now. Like cat and mouse. Except this cat had no interest in eating the mouse, just wanted to claw it up a bit. Great.

What the **** was that supposed to mean? My reputation isn't that ******* bad! And I mean WHEN.

More asterisks. Surprise surprise. I'm pretty sure it was self explanatory what it meant. You have a habit of breaking cell phones, and don't you stay with the same company? 'If' sounds like a better choice.

It felt like he was waving a red cloth to a bull with a glass wall in between them. And that glass would hurt when the bull broke it. So would those bricks. Cruz wasn't seriously going to punch his face into the wall, was he?

Listen you **** blonde. So help me when I ******* find you, I am going to **** your **** face into the **** wall. Where the **** are you?

Apparently it censors out words of extreme violence too. I hope the phone company doesn't charge you extra for threats. I am not telling you where I am. Go eat lunch with your girlfriend. Oops. He hadn't meant to say that. Oh well.

It doesn't charge me extra for threats for your information. I swear when I find you I'm going to strangle you. And also, just FYI, I dumped her this morning.

That was fast. And apparently the phone doesn't censor out the word 'strangle'. Oh? That didn't last long. Should I get a rope or something so you can strangle me with that?

. . . . . .any response to that would probably not be safe.

No it didn't last long, I'm not a romantic type, never have been, never will be. AND WHAT THE **** WAS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN?

Whoa. All caps. And asterisks. Now he was really ticked off. The non-romantic type sure fit him. For obvious reasons. Yeah I should have known that. You have this aura about you that says 'stay the **** away from me' –I censored that out for your delicate phone- and what are you referring to? I was merely trying to make your job of strangling me easier.

This was a screwed up game. No rules and no hold-backs. Especially nothing holding back fists belonging to Cruz. Man was he going to get it.

I do NOT have a **** delicate phone as you ******* put it. And so help me WHEN I do find you and you actually have a **** rope, I'm going to hit you with it.

His tune changed fast. Your phone censors words out. It's delicate. Now you're going to hit me with a rope? What happened to whatever you were doing to my face into the wall? Your phone censored that word out btw. No clue what you said.

I can't ******* help it that this **** phone censors my ******* words out! You are seriously ******* ******* me off now.

What was that supposed to be? His phone really was delicate. I got the gist of the first sentence, your second one lost something in the censorship. Maybe you should just spell the words out with hyphens or something.

He knew he was pushing it. A lot.

I-Am-Going-To-F-U-C-K-I-N-G-H-U-R-T-Y-O-U-WHEN-I-FINDYOU.

Okay then. It was better censored. With a rope.

His phone apparently wasn't too smart if it didn't censor even with hyphens.

With my fist

Ouch. The thought of that was a little frightening.

Well then. You're going to be searching for a looooong time, aren't you? Good luck with that.

Matthew shook his head with a sigh.

You make it sound as if you're not going to be texting me back.

Matthew nodded to himself. Brilliant logic there.

You're seriously not going to respond.

Matthew just hummed to himself, ignoring the messages that were popping up on his phone.

**** you. I am going to ******* hurt you.

Matthew just nodded and stood up, brushing himself off. Time to go home. Staying here would prove to be hazardous to his physical health. He tilted his head slightly at seeing a teacher come around the corner of the school building. No big deal. They probably wouldn't even see him.

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I'll admit: I was having way too much fun with the texting. XD Review me please~