Tatsuki grit her teeth as she hit the punching bag; once, twice, three times-
She paused suddenly, holding the bag still as she strained her ears. Sure enough, the high pitched beeping of her phone floated down the hallway. Cussing, she pulled one of her gloves off as she ran to her room. She tore the phone out from under her blanket and flipped it open without even checking Caller ID.
"Hello?" She answered shortly, wondering who on earth could be calling her. She was busy, or so she told herself. She had no times for annoying little school girls who wanted to gossip-
"Hey." A low, male's voice broke off her thinking. "It's Ichigo."
Tatsuki quickly seated herself on her bed, mind reeling. She hadn't spoken to the redhead in months.
"Oh- hi." She said, unsure of what else she could say.
"Sorry to call you out of nowhere." The familiar warmth of his voice sank down into the girl, as she gripped her phone with increasing strength. "I just..."
"Yeah?" She retorted, after no further words came.
"I just miss you. And I wanted to make sure you're okay, and that I think we should go out to lunch sometime. I've been keeping you out of my life for too long. Would you be willing to do that?"
Her heart was pounding and her brow was furrowed, but despite all anger and resentment she had towards the old friend, she couldn't refuse him.
"S-sure." she turned her head slightly, scanning the hanging calendar on her nearly barren wall. "You free the fifteenth?"
"I will be now." He said, an eagerness in his voice. "I'll call you the night before and we can work out the details."
"Okay."
"Bye, Tatsuki."
"Bye, Ichigo." She shut her phone, and lay back on her bed. She remained there for the rest of the night, before finally smiling to herself, and getting ready for bed.
Number 1: Call an old friend, just to say hello.