We Don't Belong Here
The Phone Call
After the whole “I stare a Bradley’s dick” conversation, I decided to get some dinner from Zaxby’s before going on home. When I got inside, I went to check my phone that I had left home while I was at school. I had sixteen messages. All but two were from Bradley. The other two were from Eric.
Eric- hey, what up? 10:23 PM
Eric- Bitch, text me back! 10:53 PM
Bradley- hey, how are you? (: 11:46 PM
Bradley- hey, I’m really sick. I can’t come to school today. I should be there tomorrow though. 7:15 AM
Bradley- So how are you? 10:19 AM
Bradley- I wish I was at school… 12:22 PM
Bradley- Call me! I want to talk to you! I miss you… ): 3:20 PM
I laughed quietly at the messages. I picked up the phone and dialed his number. It rang twice and my heart pounded, which was ridiculous because I had called him so many times. There was a click of someone picking up the phone.
“Hello?” He answered.
“Hey.”
“Hey, Mayhem!” He said happily.
“Hey, Bradley. How are you feeling?” I asked him.
“A little better, but my mom left me. I’m kinda lonely.”
“Aw, poor Bradley. Would you like me to come over?”
“Yes, actually. I would, because I wasn’t joking. I’m like really lonely right now.”
“Well, I got your fourteen messages.”
“Oh, “he said nervously.
“I saw that one that said you missed me.”
“Well, it’s because I did. A lot!”
“Ha, okay. I’ll be there in about ten minutes.”
“Okay, I’ll see you soon.” I hung up the phone and took a couple deep breaths. Once I got a hold of myself, I brushed my teeth and grabbed a pack of gum, just in case. Then, I skipped to my car, smiling like an idiot.
“He missed me a lot, “I smiled to myself.
Eric- hey, what up? 10:23 PM
Eric- Bitch, text me back! 10:53 PM
Bradley- hey, how are you? (: 11:46 PM
Bradley- hey, I’m really sick. I can’t come to school today. I should be there tomorrow though. 7:15 AM
Bradley- So how are you? 10:19 AM
Bradley- I wish I was at school… 12:22 PM
Bradley- Call me! I want to talk to you! I miss you… ): 3:20 PM
I laughed quietly at the messages. I picked up the phone and dialed his number. It rang twice and my heart pounded, which was ridiculous because I had called him so many times. There was a click of someone picking up the phone.
“Hello?” He answered.
“Hey.”
“Hey, Mayhem!” He said happily.
“Hey, Bradley. How are you feeling?” I asked him.
“A little better, but my mom left me. I’m kinda lonely.”
“Aw, poor Bradley. Would you like me to come over?”
“Yes, actually. I would, because I wasn’t joking. I’m like really lonely right now.”
“Well, I got your fourteen messages.”
“Oh, “he said nervously.
“I saw that one that said you missed me.”
“Well, it’s because I did. A lot!”
“Ha, okay. I’ll be there in about ten minutes.”
“Okay, I’ll see you soon.” I hung up the phone and took a couple deep breaths. Once I got a hold of myself, I brushed my teeth and grabbed a pack of gum, just in case. Then, I skipped to my car, smiling like an idiot.
“He missed me a lot, “I smiled to myself.
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