Chapter 1: Sorry, Wrong Number

Your POV

*RING RING*It was the alarm clock.

I groaned as I inched myself closer to the annoying alarm clock. As I got to the right distance, I clicked on the button to snooze it.

"(Y/N)! WAKE UP!" A loud booming voice shouted from downstairs.

"Just a minute, Mil!" I shouted back. I rolled out of the bed, ending up falling. Millie was like a mother to me, and it was kinda funny because I was a year older than her. As I stood up, I looked to see a message on my phone.

"Hey, Paula. This is 2D. I recently got a new phone. Please save my number. xoxo"

I chuckled after I read the message. "This is pretty embarrassing." I thought.

"Sorry. I'm afraid you got the wrong number. I'm (Y/N), not Paula." I texted back.

I was surprised to see that the message was sent at the exact moment I sent it."That was pretty fast." I laughed to myself.

"Oops. I'm sorry! Please forget this happened." The so-called '2D' replied.

"It's fine. Mistakes happen."

"Thank you for understanding."

"No problem."

And after those words I was left on read. No replies after that.

"(Y/N), THE BREAKFAST IS READY!" Millie shouted from the kitchen.

"Shit! I haven't taken a bath yet!"I said to myself.I slammed my phone to the small desk next to my bed and ran to the bathroom to have a bath.

-Time skip to after the BATH-

Author's POV

As you walked out of the shower, you realised that the towel was left behind in your bedroom.

"Ah fuck." You muttered.

You quietly made your way to your room, but all of a sudden a head popped out of the staircase.

"(Y/N), c'mon the breakfast-" Millie was cut off to see you opening the door to your room. Naked.

"Where is your towel?!" She asked.

"I forgot to bring it to the bathroom." You replied, embarrassed.

"Oh don't worry. We've all been there." Millie giggled. "Now put on some clothes and get downstairs."

You nodded and walked to your room, grabbing your towel and drying the remaining water in your body since most dropped off when you walked back to your room.

As you were putting on your work clothes, your phone rang.You quickly put on your blouse and looked at your phone to see the same number that texted you earlier.

"He must've forgotten I'm not 'Paula'." You sighed. You picked up your phone to accept the call.

"Hello? Is dis Paula?" The caller asked.

You hesitated a while. The person who called had a very thick cockney accent. Something you don't hear everyday.

"Wrong number again. This is (Y/N) from earlier." You answered.

"Oh! S-shit! Sawry..I must'ave clicked da 'rong numb'r agen..Sawry." 2D apologised in an embarrassed tone.

"It's ok-"

You were cut off by '2D' immediately hanging up.

You sighed. "That was pretty rude." You said to yourself. "He didn't even say bye."

"(Y/N)!"

"Oof- coming!"

You put the phone in your pocket, grabbed your purse, and ran downstairs.

"You took longer than usual, (Y/N) (L/N)." Millie frowned. "Now you gotta eat fast. Or will be l-a-t-e."

You nodded as you took your fork to eat pancakes Millie made. You nearly gagged, and tried hard to hide the scrunched up expression in your face. Mille wasn't really a good cook.

"So? How was it?" Millie asked.

"G-good, Millie!" You lied.

"Great! That means more pancakes for breakfast!" She cheered.

-Time skip to work-

"Millie Maple and (Y/N) (L/N). You two are late." Harold said, disappointed. Harold was the boss of the music shop you worked in. He was also Millie's father.

"Sorry, sir." You and Millie said in unison.

"It's fine, girls. Now please get ready. We have a sale today." He ordered.

You two nodded and walked to the supply room to bring out the items. Instruments, song albums, and such.

"This is going to be a long day." You thought.

A/N

WoAg neat 707 wordsHope you guys enjoy this first chapter!There are more to come :DD