OOOH – WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO CUTTER? FIND OUT LATER, OKAY? DISCLAIMER NOW:
I ONLY OWN THE IDEAS BUT NOT CONNOR OR ABBY OR PRIMEVAL. *SOBS*
Here's a Phone Call!
Becker walked into my room with an evil look on his face. I know that face off by heart. He was up to no good. Ever since we moved in together he's had bad ideas every five minutes. Uh oh, he brought out his cell phone, and stroked it very weirdly.
"What?" I pulled my duvet covers over my head.
"Sarah, sugar, it's our day off so I thought we could do something together." Geez, he wouldn't he leave me alone. I was sick at the time and my nose was all bunged up, plus my iPod was charging so I was in an extra bad mood.
"Sure, as long as it doesn't involve CONNOR!" That kid had been giving me misery since that one day... I'll explain later.
"Well...How about we prank call someone?" Becker's cheesy grin lit up his face. Why at this time of life? He just has to turn to childishness now!
"What? NO!" Damn Becker and his chocolaty melty eyes.
"Fine. But no-one important." I groaned and mumbled some profanities.
"Okay, only Lester!"
"WHAT...."
Lester Sarah & Becker
Ring, ring...
"Hello?"
"Hello Sir, this is the Association of the Bad Tie Governors."
"EXCUSE ME?"
"Sorry Sir, but we have been asked to obtain all of your coloured ties for the next month."
"Surely you haven't. I would know if there was an ABTG! I think this is a prank call, on Christine Johnson's behalf."
Becker and I sniggered at the thought. I was feeling better – Becker was a genius! I put on my best snobby voice and laughed.
"Yes James, it is I. But I only called for one reason and I think you know."
"Oh, Christine! You know? I hope you're not shocked at me."
"Certainly not James, for I feel the same way..."
"I beg your pardon? I do not think we are speaking of the same things, Christine!"
"How could we not, James? We were...lovers!"
OOOH, SCARY REVELATION MUCH? WELL SORRY TO LEAVE YOU THERE BUT WE'RE GOING TO ANOTHER LITTLE RANDOMNESS NOW...