~Tori's P.O.V~
*FLASHBACK*
I was sitting in Emy's room right after we had watched a scary movie -she has corrupted me so bad, I have got to stop letting her do this- I looked down to pick up my phone so I could text Baylor, when a unknown was calling me.
"HOLY MOTHER FRUITER! YOUR RINGTONE SCARED THE FRUIT OUT OF ME!" Emy yelled holding her chest. "Wait, why am I acting scared infront of you?" She said then muttered to herself. "You know I don't get scared.." After awhile she said. "I really have to quit watching these with Kev..." Then again muttered. "There is never a man in the room..."I slighty heard the last part and infered that she was complaining about the fact that Kevin is more of a girl then she is with scary things. He screams more like a girl anyway. He is one weird child.
"Sorry! Not my fault you're against cliche ringtones." I said trying to lighten the mood, but then realized someone was still calling me. I quickly hit decline and put my phone down.
"Who was it?" Emy asked me and stuffed her face with popcorn.
"I dunno, probably some kids trying to prank call some people." I said grabbing the popcorn. I then looked back down at my phone. This is the same number that calls me everyday. It has called at me atleast twenty times this month.
"Whoa, you okay there Tori?" Emy asked me and I realized my eyes had widened, I quickly rubbed my eyes then nodded.
"Yeah, I'm perfect." I hate when people do this to me! Why can't I answer or get Emy to answer it? If it were a rapist, she would save me! Actually... you know on the other hand... I'm never, ever, ever answering that number.
*END OF FLAHBACK*
I looked at my phone to see that number calling me... Trevor was staring at me.
"Oops, I was trying to call my friend... not you." He said and my eyes widened. I had been the one declining all his calls... I'm the one who never kept our friendship going... I'm the one who was yelling at him for not talking to me for three months. I'm the one who made it impossible to talk to me. I've messed up so bad, I looked at Trevor, his eyes showed concern and worry.
"Tori, you okay?" He asked.
"I'm so sorry." I hugged him. We had never been this close... I was sitting on his lap, and hugging him.
"Sorry? Why are you sorry?" He said hugging me back.
"For not even trying to figure out whose number that was! You called me so much! I thought you were a rapist, but you're not... well hopefully... anyway, you're my friend who was ready to talk! The friend that kissed me!" I said, hopefully answering his question. Wait.. Whoa... he kissed me... Trevor did kiss me... Best friends can like eachother... Was Trevor trying to tell me something? I need to talk to Emy. I need to talk to her righ-. My thoughts were cutoff by a door slamming and Emy screamed. 'WHY?!' "What's going up there?" I asked holding onto Trevor.
"I don't know." I heard him say. "Just stay here." I heard him talk again, I stayed.
~Kevin's P.O.V~
I have never been more confused and mad in my life. Doesn't Emy understand anything? Don't you understand anything? Stop! Who let you into my thoughts?! Um you did, you hobo. You know you love her. Okay anyway. I am such an idiot. Wait what? It's her fault! Ugh.
"Come on Trevor, we're leaving!" I said as I got downstairs.
"Um... I'm not leaving, but you can." Trevor said right after I spoke.
