we belong together // s.g

Two

-The next morning-

All my mind was set on was getting to know Stone. Images of his long, beautiful hair and soft, caring eyes flowed around in my mind. My stomach flip-flopped and I laughed hysterically at how head over heals I was already falling for the guy that just simply offered me a ride home.

My eyes flashed over to the crumpled piece of paper that lie on my bedside table, and I smiled even brighter. The clock read 12:00 PM, so I figured that would be a good time to call.

I jumped out of bed and grabbed my cell, punching in the local number quickly.

I listened anxiously to the dial tone ringing once, and then twice. Then it ceased.

"Hello?" A deep voice rung through the phone and I knew it wasn't Stone.

"Uh, hi? Is Stone there?" The guy over the phone chuckled sarcastically before yelling, "Stone, your girlfriend is calling." In a sing-song voice. I covered my mouth to keep from letting my laughter be released.

A couple of seconds passed and I could hear Stone take the phone from the guys' hand and give him some sort of promising threat.

"Miyala?" My name rolled off of his tongue perfectly, he made it sound special although it truly wasn't.

"Yeah? Stone?" I put one hand over my heart in a pledge of a ligeance type way and I felt my heart racing erratically.

"Hey. Yeah it's me." I heard him laugh.

"I couldn't stop thinking about you." I admitted, unashamed.

"I couldn't either." He whispered through the phone and said "So maybe we could hang out today. Like at my place, maybe?" I could see his geeky smile through the phone.

"I'd love to." I answered at a tone to just where my nervousness wouldn't be revealed.

"7:30?" He asked.
"7:30." I clarified, grinning like a fool.
"It's a date." He officiated.