How To Live Dead

Chapter 9: The Date

Sebastian:

I was feeling pretty bored here, at my house, on Sunday. It used to be me & Brayden would go to parties every Saturday, & Sunday, & I would have such a busy social life. Now, ever since the plan, we seem to now grow distant...now, since I'm not a his level of dating, I'm not a player,we don't hang out much. To be honest, we don't even have very much in common. Not anymore.

Kimberly came to my mind. I wasn't really thinking about her much, but she came into my mind today.My mind, was actually still in decision. Should I, or not? It's what Brayden wanted. But I know she wouldn't want it, & I was kind of against it, as well. Why couldn't I just decide?

Forget about her, I told myself. Maybe Brayden was right, for once. I just needed a relationship. I would probably forget about her, then.

I relaxed on my bed. Although it was about 2, in the afternoon, I felt sleepy. Sleeping was my favorite thing to do, actually. I love to sleep. I know right, who doesn't? But it's practically my hobby. One time, I fell asleep in class. That was back in 6th grade. I remember the whole class was laughing, when I opened my eyes.It took me a second to realize I was in school. Man, good times.

I looked at my choice of apparel, & realized that I wasn't dressed. I was still in the attair. that I sleep in.

I was extremely lazy this Sunday, so I wasn't really all that planning to change. Besides, Ihad to where to go. What's the point of changing now?

My cell buzzed. Probably Brayden texting me, or something. I checked. Yup.

'Found the right girl for ya, it read.

What ya mean? I text back.

To date, he explained.

Oh.

Stephanie, he texted.

I raised my eyebrows.

Her?? I text, frantically.

C'mon, dude, she hot. Brayden texted. He doesn't use grammer. Come to mention it, so do I.

I guess. Fine. I didn't really have an interest to date her, but she's really fun. At least, that's what I heard.

What's the bad part, it's Kimberly's friend. She'll probably tell Stephanie I'm desperate for someone, or I just want to get laid. I hope not. But, technically, was I?

Hey, you got her #? I texted him.

349-7654, he typed out.

I wrote it on a sheet of paper, & began to call her.

Stephanie:

My phone rang, with my Rihanna ringtone. I picked up my cell. "Hey," I said, wondering who would be calling me right now. Kimberly doesn't really call me, unless it's important; she usually texts.

"Hey," said an unknown male voice.

"Wait----you Sebastian?" I questioned him.

"Yeah, that's me," He said.

"Oh, yo. How'd you get the number?"

"Oh, Brayden. So what's up?"

What's he calling me, all of a sudden? We've spoken a few times, but we're sort of distant. What's going on?

"How come you call me all of a sudden?" I ask boldly, wanting to know. What this dude want?

"See what your up to," he replied. "So, how's it going?"