"But did your legs hurt from running through my dreams?"
"No, they hurt from dodging corny lines like that all night."
"Yeah okay I'll try again later. Wait, okay so your mom's name is Rosy, your sister's name is Lily. You're Daisy, and so your dad must be. . . Bougainvillea?"
"Nice guess."
"I tried."
"My parents are gonna kill me once they discover I'm talking to a stranger, not to mention, a guy for hours now."
"A good looking guy, might I tell you."
"I doubt it."
"Why you gotta be so rude."
"Dude, I'll believe it once I see it."
"Is it just me or someone's too excited to meet me in person?"
"Not likely."
"And I hear a tiny amount of denial behind those words."
"And I hear an immense amount of cockiness behind your words."
"So you're not, at the very least, anxious to see me?"
"Seriously, we just talked yesterday. I don't even know your name."
"Correction. It was the day before yesterday, and I already told you my name, Daisy."
"Daddy McHottie is a lame name. Forget it. I don't want to know your name."
"Why not?"
"Just because I don't want to."
"Whatever you say, weirdo."
"Anyways, I got an A on Calculus today. Did I mention that earlier?"
"No, but look who's the nerd now. I don't know what to say. Uh, congratulations?"
"Yeah, that'll do."
"So you're a math whiz?"
"You can say that. I want to be an engineer. A civil engineer. You?"
"I'm more on the science side. I want to be a scientist. Geologist, to be exact."
"Nice. That's like rocks and minerals, right?"
"More than that! It's also about discovering how factors like earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and such, help shape our planet. It's just so cool and fascinating, plus I get to travel the world and meet a lot of people and I like the versatility of it since it's so broad, I can pick every field I want, oh and I also love the fact that the Earth will be my laboratory and— oh gosh I'm sorry, I rarely speak this fast."
"No it's okay. It's cute actually. I love how you're so passionate about it, babe."
"I don't mind listening to you all day— oh god I didn't meant to say that out loud."
"...."
"You flirt a lot, don't you? And please stop calling me by a little pig's name. I'd rather much prefer to be called by my flowering name."
"Only to you, as far as I'm aware."
"Yeah, sure you do. Anyways—"
"Tho instead of Daisy, your name should be Phylum."
"Ugh not again—"
"Because you are above class! Gotcha, you science brainiac."
"You really shouldn't be flirting with me if you have a wife, you old man."
"Really won't drop that?"
"Not so soon."
"You see, Daisy, the wife you're talking about is like the square root of -1. . . it's imaginary. So don't worry, I'm all yours."
"You know, if stars fell every time I thought of you, it would be shining throughout the night sky."
"Hey, I just wanna stick with you like glue-cose."
"And I wanna peel you off immediately."
"Ouch. You know, you really sound a lot like my next girlfriend."
"And you sound exactly like the guy I turned down two seconds from now. Seriously the more you talk, the lamer you get."
"Yes! There it is!!"
"What is?"
"I just Googled sexy and a picture of you came out."
"Yeah you'll get the same result if you search for 'not interested'. Come on give it a try."
"Man I wish we'd meet in person. By then I'll get to see your Jamaican beauty."
"I didn't say I was Jamaican, you idiot."
"Yeah, but Jamaican me crazy I can't help it. So you are?"
"I'm Finnish."
"For real?"
"Yeah, Finnish with this conversation. Buh bye."
-- end call --
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