The Summer of 51 Boys
part seven. thanks to all of you who keep reading, hearts.
I climbed upstairs with my mind still racing. I felt sick to my stomach as I layed down. I looked at my hand and the sharpie didn't fade a bit. I sighed, and grabbed the house phone, my poor cellphone was locked up in some far away place. thanks mom. I dialed the number, and it rang three long times. Then the gravely voice came over the line hat i fell in love with. "Anabell!" I mocked his enthusiasm in my head and sighed, extra heavily for dramatic effect. "Levi-" His voice was softer now, "Anabell, I'm sorry, but I didn't know you had cancer, well I probably should have figured out something with the hospital gown on, me being clueless, are you okay? Sorry I told your mom, really I bet your grounded, but I was worried you were gonna get sick or something, 'cause your mom was freaking out so I told her, and I'm really sorry." He was louder again, and he did not sound at all like the boy I met a few hours ago. "Ok. Ugh, forgiven." I heard a sigh of releif on the other end. "Really? Wait are you sure your ok and stuff?" I growled. "Yes." It was quiet for a moment. "Um Anabell, I sorta well, have to tell you something." I wondered if there was another apology coming, or if he was going to ask me out, oh my gosh, I hope so! "Anabell, I talked to Kasey, on the phone, and we talked about the good times we had in math class, and well we were just laughing, and well we really like eatchother, and she asked me out." I stopped breathing. Kasey asked him out. Kasey knew I liked him. Kasey, Kasey my bestfriend, betrayed me. "But I still want to be -" I hung up the phone, and buried my face in the pillows. The only decent guy, and now he's with stupid backstabbing Kasey.