Melanie

As I was holding Blake in my arms, the phone started to ring. I quickly got up and whiped the tears from my eyes and picked up the phone.

   "Hel-"

"Thats was a pretty fucking lame prank. I hate fucking jocks like you. Go suck your football cock and leave me the fuck alone!"

"Wh-what? Who is this?"

"Oh so you a girl to pick up the phone, go suck your big football boyfriends dick you slut!"

"Th-th-this is Ebony, who is this. I think you have the wrong number." I said in shock, who was this, I didn't prank call anyone. And he shoulded be yelling like that if I did prank call him. There was a long pause.

"Oh shit, did you just call me?" he asked I didn't even know who he was.

"I-I don't know. Who are you?" I asked

"It's Paul" My heart stopped. 

"Oh my god, I am so sorry. Yeah I did call you, I didn't me from it to be a prank. I'm so sorry." I pled

"It's fine, um, what happened?"

"I-I my phone died." Thats was excuse. Fantasic.

"Oh okay." he said curiuosly.

"I was calling you to see what your adress was, I left my backpack in your car." I said. I started to look around for a pen and a peice of paper to write the adress on.

    He gave me the adress and I wrote it down. I turned around and Blake was sitting on the couch.

"Who was that?" He asked

"It was friend. Now come on I need to get my stuff from him." I said directing my head toward the door. I opened the door and we both stepped out. Paul's house wasn't that far from mine. We started to walk.

"Whats your friends name?" Blake asked.

"Paul" I said. We stopped and the stop sign and Blake grabs my hand and holds it and we walk across. I smile to myself.

   We walked from about 10 minutes in silence and we were finally there. It was a small out. It was a one story house. It looked like a flat townhouse. I start to walk to the door. I stepped up to the porch and ring the door bell. I waited a couple of seconds before hearing foot steps coming closer to the door. I started to get butterflies again.

  The door started to creak up. It was Paul. He was wearing black pants and an Anti-Flag t-shirt. He smile his aqukard smile and stepped outside.

"Hey" He said. He looked down to see Blake almost behind me. Blake was shy. Paul's expression had changed. It was soft, like me wad remebering something good when he looked at Blake.

"Hello, I am Paul" Paul said to Blake.

"I'm Blakeny, but I am called Blake." Blake said very quitely. Pauls eye move to mine. His eye wear blue, a very pretty blue. But the kind were you could stare into the forever or couldn't stare into them at all.  He stepped off the porch and reaches into his pocket and grabs out his keys.

"So you left you back pack?" He ask

"Yeah" slighty laughing. We started to walk over to his car. I puts the key in and unlocks the door.

"Do you need a ride home?" he asked