The Call
I arrive at my house. I open the door and go straight to my room. I look at the clock on the wall. 10:48. I take out the number from my pocket, "Should i call her now?"
Before any decisions were made, a memory cell was tapped in my brain and it got me thinking of the time when we were younger around 15 when i chased her around my house. Julianna was slow but fast when it comes to running from me. She would wanna play tag in a coupee type of way, and so she tagged me with a teaser kiss and she would run. She would run as far as to my bedroom door, thats when i would grab her by the waist and lay her down on the bed. Then i would kiss her and say "tag, youre it" with my side smile.
I take out my phone and see that I have a missed call from Travis. Usually i would call him back, but Julianna, it was either now or never. So i start dialing.
Theres an innocent voice on the other line. At first i think its her roomate or best friend. Before i know who it is, i answer, "Yes, Hello, i am looking for Julianna Demoré."
"Speaking. Who may this be?"
"Julianna. Its me, Steven Tyler."
She was quiet for a second as if she couldnt remember me. After a minute of silence she answers again.
"Why did you call Steve?"
"Julie, i called you because i had this warm feeling in me that i had to get in touch with you. I was beginning to see how my life was. As i look back on it, my happiest moments were with you."
Then she said one thing that hurt me more than anything else.
"Steven, i have a boyfriend now. Someone who cared and someone who didnt leave me."
In the moment, i didnt know what to say. So i go back to my original way and play it off the Steven way.
"Thats the thing. I wasnt asking you on a date. The question throughout all of it was if you didnt mind if we catch up on things through coffee?"
"I live downtown now. Theres a nearby café called "Tonys Café". Meet me there at 2 pm Saturday and we can talk."
So the charm worked. I had "business" to take care of Saturday. Tomorrow. Oh no, tomorrow. i have to go to work early. Ill call in sick, i think to myself.
"Sounds great ill meet you then."
"Ill see you soon." and she hangs up.
I turn to the clock. 11:21. I should get some sleep. But first i need to think, what can i do or say tomorrow to make her mind again?
"I would give up money to get ypur happiness" No. im sure shes heard it.
By this time , i couldnt think of anything to say, but i did have an idea.
It was an idea that i probably shouldve done for High School Graduation. Im sure it would work.
So i change into different clothes and go to bed.
Its the next morning and i do my normal routine, wake up, take a shower, brush my teeth, get dressed, and do my hair. I get into my R8 and head toward the café.

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What is life?
Teen FictionA very wise, intelligent, and millionaire playboy and his life choices. Steven Tyler lives his life based on trust, hoping that in every relationship he had, he'd feel the spark he once did. After years of faith and looking back on what he has lost...