Last Years Wishes, Are This Years Apologies

No Egos, No Gym Class Status, Just Travis

(Jenna's POV)

I woke up the next day still feeling like shit about what I did to Lily, but I couldn't help but think about Travis too. I thought about calling him about twenty times, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I was embarassed that the first time we met I was crying and I probably looked like a complete mess. I picked up my sidekick and dialed his number.

"Hello?," a deep voice answered.

"Hey Travis. It's Jenna," I said nervously.

"..I'll get him for you."

Shit.

"Hey Jenna," Travis yelled into the phone a few seconds later, "sorry, that was my friend Matt."

"Oh, it's okay."

"Tonight my band is playing a show downtown, would you wanna come?" he said quickly into the phone.

I thought for a second so I wouldn't sound to overjoyed, " Yeah, deffinately."

"Awesome! I'll pick you up around six," he said.

"Okay, I live on sixth street. My apartment number is ninty-eight. See you at then" I told him.

"Bye!" he said as he hung up.

I threw my phone across the room out of excitement. Now what to wear!?
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sorry for the short chapter