"Hello, this is Jay Walker, this is?" Jay asked as he picked up his phone. The number was one he didn't recognize it.

"Jay? This is Nya. I'm using my parents home phone. Uh, can we talk for a second?" Nya sounded panicked like something else had happened since they last talked.

"Sure. What's going on?" Jay replied.

"Well, Kai's car broke down. We can take the bus back to the city, but we were wondering if you could pick us up at the stop please?" Nya asked.

"Yeah, what time do you think you'll get here?" Jay responded.

Nya let out a sigh of relief, "thanks so much. We'll get back around five."

"Okay, great. I'll be there."

"Thanks so much again Jay," Nya said. Her panic had changed to a quiver like she was about to cry.

"It's no problem, really. Are you doing okay?"

Nya sniffed, "can we talk when we get back? I really don't think I can handle it right now. The burial service just finished."

"Yeah of course. I understand," Jay replied. He wished he could give Nya a hug. She hadn't been taking Sheryl's death all that well it seemed.

"Thanks. I'll see you later Jay. Bye."

"You too Nya. Bye," Jay hung up. Although he knew Nya was clearly upset, he couldn't resist being excited about hearing her voice. It was his best guess that Nya had figured out his crush situation but had chosen not to say anything. She had enough going on anyway.

Jay was pretty sure he was ready to ask her to be his girlfriend. He'd planned and more importantly prayed about how it would all go down. It all had to be perfect, just like her. And, he'd finally come up with the perfect way to do it...

He was gonna wing it.

Everything he ever planned and rehearsed either sounded horrible when it came out of his mouth or got stuck in his throat in the heat of the moment, but he was great at coming up with the right thing to say at the right time. At least he thought so. That's why he was so sure it would work.

There would be no "your eyes shine like jewels", even though they did. No "you're my missing piece," even though Jay thought she was. It would just come out the way it would in the heat of the moment. It would work just fine.

Hopefully.

Jay hopped in his car a little early and drove to the bus stop praying that he wouldn't mess this up and that God would give him the right words to say.

So, who thinks Jay's plan of singing it will work? (If you know me, you already know the answer) I'm the same way. I can practice speeches for school all I want, but I've always ended up saying something completely different when I actually give the speech. Goodnight everyone!

#God's Not Dead!