She was scared, really scared. She was going to call Beckham.
Her hands trembled as she picked up her phone and scrolled to the specific contact.
When she finally clicked to call, she was taking short breaths.
It rang 3 times before he answered.
"Hello?"
Air had suddenly returned to her,
"Hi," she breathed out.
Beckham hesitated. He didn't think the girl would actually call him. He was suprised.
"What's your name?"
"Mae."
"Mae? Like with an e or y?"
She laughed, "An e."
"Hmm, Mae with an e, that's really pretty."
"Yeah, I guess it is," she sighed, "Your name is Beckham, isn't it?"
"Yeah," he replied, sounding breathless.
"Well Beckham, it's a pleasure meeting you."
"And I, you, Mae."
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