Jadalynn lay peacefully in her bed. It was warm, even in her room, for an autumn day. It was the first day in a long time that she'd gotten a break from working at the most popular bar in Michigan. She was one of the most requested waitresses there; even if someone sat in another's designated area, she'd get called over. She wasn't complaining however, it did give her a good amount of money including the tips.

She got up slowly, just because for once she wasn't in a big rush, and drew back the curtains covering the big window sitting right in front of her bed. Walking back over to her bed, she sat down bringing her knees to her chin. She took a deep breath feeling relieved that she could finally take a step back from everything and just do her. For once, she didn't have to take on the command of every customer that came her way. She fell back on her back as her text tone sounded before lazily rolling over and flipping it open.

"Hey, what time did we plan to meet today?"

She thought for a moment, but couldn't recall making any plans. And certainly not with someone who's number she didn't already have. She brushed her hair behind her ear before pressing reply. She thought about what to say to prevent sounding rude. She bit her lip before beginning to type.

"I'm sorry? I think you may have the wrong number. Who are you looking for?"

She flipped her phone closed before sitting back up with her phone still tightly in her hands. She still rummaged through her mind; maybe she had made plans with a customer at work? No, that couldn't be it for the simple fact that she'd never mix work with home life. Sure, she communicated with people from work outside of it, but they never actually hung out. She was stumped, that's all there was to it.

Bing. The sound of a sonar echoed through her room as she recieved another text. "Heather?"

Definitely a wrong number, just as she had expected. She quickly replied, "Sorry, no Heather here. Just a Jadalynn." She flipped her phone closed, expecting that to be the end of that.

Bing. Another text. What in the world? "What a name. Sounds interesting. I'm Leland." She smiled a bit as she read it, unsure of why.

"Are you seriously trying to hold a conversation with me?" It's not that she minded it, because she didn't. It just struck her as odd.

"Is there something wrong with trying to hold a conversation with a complete stranger who's number you just so happened to accidently type?" She laughed to herself, nodding to herself before pressing reply once more.

"Just a little bit, guy. I mean... for all I know, you could be a serial rapist." Calling men "guy" was a habit that she had picked up from her father, who was in the military for a majority of her life.

"What am I going to do, rape you through text messages?" She laughed a bit as she read that. She supposed he did have a point.

With that, she laid back and enjoyed the conversation with the ominous stranger who just so happened to stumble across her number. As the conversation went more in depth, she found herself laughing and smiling more than she could remember having done in a while. She even found herself anxious to recieve his texts.

"Good morning, beautiful! I hope you have a good day at work! Text me later."

It had been a few months since Leland had stumbled across her number, and without fail they'd find time throughout the day to text each other almost non-stop. And she was still just as anxious to get them as she had been the first day they started texting. She was still unsure of why, it wasn't a feeling that she was exactly used to. But, as the routine had come about, she pressed reply on her phone.

"How do you know that I'm beautiful? You haven't seen any pictures of me." She flipped her phone closed, knowing that a reply would come through in just a few seconds.

"Maybe I'm the type of guy that doesn't base beauty on appearance. You happen to have a very beautiful personality!" She smiled as she read his reply, but since she had arrived in the parking lot of her work, she simply flipped her phone closed and knew that he would know she'd reply on her break.

Jadalynn usually loved to be at work, she enjoyed it. But since she "met" Leland, she wanted to do nothing but talk to him. She was still polite, as usual, but she was more rushed and even she didn't understand that; her break wasn't going to come any sooner. She finally slowed down her work taking orders of drinks and food, carefully carrying them back to the proper tables. She still wished she could have forever off.

"Jadalynn, break time." Her boss yelled over the sounds of everyone.

Now that she wasn't checking the clock every thirty seconds, time seemed to fly by. She excited threw off her apron and made her way outside, pulling out her phone before she even hit the double doors guarded by bouncers. She went to the dead end ally pulling a cigarette out of her pocket, quickly striking a match before flipping her phone open.

"I'm on break, Lelaaaandddd."

As soon as she closed her phone, it seemed she was getting his message. "About time! I thought you were never going to get break. I've been thinking...."

She shook her phone in anticipation before finally typing a short message back. "Thinking about what?"

"We've been talking non-stop for about two and a half months, maybe we should finally meet in person...." She felt her whole face lighten up as she finished the text. She'd been wanting to meet him for awhile, but didn't know how to bring it up. And the fact that he knew how long they'd been talking was definitely a plus.

"I get off at 3, are you going to be busy then?" She only had a couple of more minutes on break; she hated that they were so short!

"Three sounds great. Meet me at the park on 5th and Redemption?"

"Sounds great, Le. See you there." She smiled, knowing that she'd, more than likely, be there first. It was right around the corner from the bar.

She quickly returned the apron around her neck and continued serving customers. She didn't dare look at the clock for the fact of time dragging. She looked at each and every customer wondering if one of them might be Leland. Wouldn't that be funny, serviing Leland face to face and not even knowing it. Surprisingly, before she knew it, it was 2:30 and the bar started clearing out.

By three, she was out of the bar. She briskly walked to her car and shoved the key into the ignition as she got in. She backed out of her parking spot, and more quickly than usual, went off to the park.

When she pulled into the parking lot of the park, there were no other cars there. She smiled herself knowing that she was right about getting there first. Walking over to the swings she sat down pushing herself back and forth slowly. It was only fifteen minutes past when another car finally pulled into the parking lot and a guy stepped out. She smiled to herself, staying seated.

"Jada?" The boy called out as he approached.

She smiled at the nick name that he'd obviously given her. "Le." She stated.

Leland walked over to her, extending his hand. "It's nice to finally meet you, beautiful."

"Why are we being so..." She paused to find the right work. "Formal, I guess." She stepped forward, giving him a hug. She's wanted nothing but to be held by him for two and a half months. It was strange that she felt this way; this was the first time they'd met. Was it possible to fall in love over texts? Or was this a "love at first sight" instance?

He gently wrapped his arms around her. "It's so great to finally meet you."

She released him and nodded her head. "I've been waiting for awhile, I just didn't know how to ask you.." She rocked from heel to toe, a nervous habit she'd picked up in high school.

Leland reached up, tucking a stand of hair behind her ear. "By the way, you are beautiful."

Jadalynn felt her cheeks turn red. "Thank you, Leland." She bit her lip, her eyes wondering to the ground. "You're very handsome."

"I'm sorry if you think me to forward of this, but..." He paused, lifting her head to meet her eyes. "But somehow, I fell in love with you. And I feel like I know you, even though all we've been doing is texting."

Jadalynn's eyes widened. "Le, are- are you, asking me out?"

"Well, I figured a date or two wouldn't hurt." He was nervous and Jada could tell that. "I know that I'm in love with you, but I'm not sure how you feel about me. Therefore, a date might have you realize that you feel the same."

Jadalynn giggled, covering her mouth with her hand. "Silly guy." She stepped forward to him, slowly bringing her lips to his. They pulled away after what seemed like an eternity, "I'm in love with you too."

"Love at first text." They both whispered simultaneously, their foreheads pressed together.

Neither of them knew how long it would last but they both knew that they had to try. They both felt something and they'd be stupid to ignore it. For the rest of the night, they embraced each other- never wanting to let go. And it all started with a text message sent to the wrong number.