Chapter One
As I sat alone in my room, the rain outside poured down like knifes. My mom was out, and it was really lonely and quiet in my house. Like always.
I needed to talk. I'd been alone for a few days now and needed some time with the guys. I got out my phone and dialed Nate's number. It went to answering machine. Dang it. How about….Lee? It went to answering machine. Thompson? Voice mail. Tambry? Voice mail. Was any one going to answer? All that's left was Wendy. I really hope she picks up. It would help to spend some time with my friends, but it would REALLY help to spend some time with my girlfriend.
I dialed her number, praying to God she would answer. It rang about 5 times, and my heart was unprepared for this. I had honestly been expecting Wendy to answer. But guess who answered the phone, just by my luck?
"Corduroy residence. Who's callin'?" boomed the deep, masculine voice of Manly Dan.
Chapter Two
Wendy's DAD? Why did he have her phone? "Um...may I talk to Wendy please, sir?" I managed to get out. "Who's asking?" he snapped. "Um…Robbie V. Wendy's boyfriend?" "Oh. So you're this 'Robbie' she never shuts her yap about." "Heh-heh. Yeah. That's me, sir."
"Wendy left her phone on the table. That's why I answered. Plus, I have a few questions for you." "Uh, OK."
"First off, what do you like about Wendy?"
"Well sir, I love so many things about Wendy, I can't even list them all. But my three favorite things are her great personality, her eyes, and her beautiful smile." I know how gay I sounded, being the Gravity Falls jerk and all. But it was true. And the more honest I was, the more he would like me. Hopefully.
"OK, now I'm going to see how much you know about Wendy. Question one: what's her favorite color?" "Lime green." "Question Two: what's her favorite show?" "American Dad." "Question Three: what's her full name?" "Wendy Jane Corduroy." "Question Four: what brand of underwear does she wear?" "I don't_how would I know that?" "Good boy. I like you kid." Was he implying that he thought me and Wendy_oh dear lord.
"I guess you wanna talk to Wendy now, huh?" "Yes, sir." "Alright, son. Here she is." Thank god.
Chapter Three
It was silent for a few seconds before I heard Wendy's sweet voice. "Hello?" "Hey, babe." "Oh, hey! What's up?" "Not much." "Hey, was that you talking to dad a minute ago?" "Yeah." I said.
"Oh God, did he say anything rude of threatening?" I laughed. "Nah. He was cool." "Oh, good. Nate called earlier and dad went ballistic." I laughed again. "Hey, you wanna meet me at the shack? We can hang for a while, if you want." She said. "Sure! See you there!" "Ok, later babe." "Later." I threw my phone down on the bed, laid back, and sighed.
What ever happened to a normal phone conversation with your girlfriend?