he called me last week and told me that he had some free time and would like to spend it with me. i told him that i would need to think about it because i’ve got a shitload of things to do. he thought i was kidding and playing coy. i told him that i had to go and promised to call him the next day. and i did, because i’m that kind of girl. i told him that i could get together friday but it had to be after 10pm because of the rehearsal. he said that was cool. and on that friday at 830pm, he called and i sent it to my voicemail. i knew what he was going to say. i drove home and started on my biology lab report.