waiting for the phone to ring
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10:07 a.m.it was late last night when he called. i had been invited over to my aunt's house for my cousin's graduation party. i didn't want to go. i just wanted to stay home. i guess i was waiting for his call. i never wait by the phone. what was so different this time? the sparks from our kiss still made my arm hairs stand on end.
i watched harry potter. i browsed bitnet for posts. i browed diaries. i read. i read til i fell asleep with my thumb as a bookmark. it was eleven thirty and he called. i jumped up and answered the phone.
Joe, "hey, i hope i wasn't rude by sending you home. it was really good to see you again."
Me, "no, i was rude for keeping you up. i really liked seeing you, too."
Joe, "no, no, you weren't rude. i was just really tired and i needed to go to bed. were you sleeping? did i wake you?"
Me, "yeah, i fell asleep, but it's okay, i really want to talk to you."
Joe, "no, i'll let you go back to sleep. call me tomorrow or in the next couple of days."
Me, "okay." ZZZZZZzzzzzz.
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