Star Light Star Bright

Chapter 23

“Sage!” My mother called my name from downstairs. I glowered and stood up from my desk, walking out to the top of the stairs.

“What?” I called back.

“There’s a phone call for you.” She held the phone up at the bottom step, as if I’d just be able to reach down and grab it. I groaned and rolled my eyes. In the few steps that it took to descend the stairs I could feel the tension rise. Chris walked from the living room to his room, making me stop in my tracks, and hold my breath till his door was securely shut behind him.

My mother rolled her eyes at me and thrust the phone up insistently.  I grabbed the phone from her.

“Hello?”I asked, unsure. No one of any importance ever called me on the home phone.

“Sage?” There was a tone of familiarity on the other end of the line, but I couldn’t quite place it.

“Yes… who is it?”

“Really Sage?” Came the familiar sarcastic tone from my best friend.

“Sam,” I growled. I had the sudden urge to press the end button and hand the phone back to my mother, but I resisted, waiting through the painful silence.

“Sage listen… I’m really sorry about what I said. It was wrong of me.” I walked up to my room, nodding as she spoke.

“Alright. I’m listening,” I said quietly, still slightly unsure if I wanted to hear what she had to say.

“Let me make it up to you.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“It’s a surprise.” There was a smirk in her voice. She knew I would never pass up a good surprise… but I was still reluctant to accept.

“I want to hear you say it again.”

“Say what?”

“You know what.”

I could almost see her rolling her eyes as she sat on her bed. “Really Sage?”

“Really.”

“I was wrong. I shouldn’t have said that -,”

“Don’t say it again,” I warned through gritted teeth.

She laughed. “I’m sorry that I said, what I said. Is that better?”

“It’s getting there.” I couldn’t help let a small smile play on the corner of my lips.

“Alright I’ll be at your house tomorrow at seven to pick you up.”

“Should I wear anything special?” I teased.

She thought about it for a motherent before answering. “Yes. Something comfortable, and good shoes.”

I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. “Where the hell are we going Sam?”

“You’ll see tomorrow. Bye Sage.” Before I could say my goodbye there was a click on the other end of the line and Sam’s voice vanished.

“Bye,” I whispered in response, shaking my head and letting a small laugh bubble up. The noise sounded foreign to me after a week and a half of sulking. Things were getting better with Sam… maybe it wouldn’t be as long as I thought before they were better with Chris.