so this is what happens when Brittany gets bored....she goes through old notebooks and finds random stuff she wrote. This is from like 7 months ago, and I realized it kinda fit in here.
And cause I like making you guys use your brains, it's written ALL IN PRONOUNS. That means it can be about whoever you like (:
and I know the title is lame...I just needed one before I could post it here. haha
now enough of my rambling - ON WITH THE STORY!!!
Waiting
She had it down to a science now - she could almost set it to music. Turn on phone, check messages and missed calls, turn off phone. Sign on AIM, check offline messages, sign off AIM. Turn on phone…
It was a never-ending cycle. She kept hoping a phone call, text, IM - anything - would break it. But it never did. He never called, and neither did anyone else.
Turn on phone, check, turn off phone. Sign on AIM, check, sign off AIM. Turn on phone, check, turn of…wait is that a ring?! She grabbed the phone greedily and pushed the green send button. “Hello?!” she said eagerly. As soon as the voice from the other end replied, she deflated. Her shoulders sagged and her voice lost all chipperness. It wasn’t him.
“Sure Mom, I’ll get right on it,” she promised, and snapped the phone shut. It immediately trilled again. She made sure to check the caller ID before picking up, so as not to get her hopes up again. It was her best friend. She sighed and flipped the phone open. She made plans for the weekend, making sure to keep Saturday night open - just in case. Her friend scoffed and said she was crazy, but agreed to see an early movie.
As she snapped her phone shut yet again, she gave up on AIM and shut down the computer. He was more of a phone guy anyway. She laid back on her bed and tried to trace the spiral pattern on the ceiling. She was almost done (and her arm was really tired) when her phone dinged - telling her she had a text. She reached for her phone and slowly flipped it open. It was short - it just said “hi.” But the number - it was his.
She let out her breath, not even realizing that she had begun to hold it. Finally! She did a little dance, then sent a response back.
It seemed like her Saturday night was going to be filled after all.
so what do you think? I don't really like it as much as my other one, but I guess it's decent
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