I Will Never Forget What You Did

Chapter 3 - Phone Number

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"So... how long have you been coming here?" Trevor asked me as he took a seat across from me. 

"A pretty long time. Obviously I wasn't here last week because I didn't see you and it was your first time." I said, while stuffing my phone in my pocket. 

"Yeah... so, how is your relationship with Ryan going?" I catch his eye and see he says this uneasily. He immediately looks away and scratches his neck staring at the floor. Weird.

"Fine... I guess." I say, trying to figure out why he looks so uneasy. 

"Err... why? I thought he liked you a lot." Did he really just ask me why? Me and Trevor weren't close friends... but I guess you could say we were friends.

"Yeah, I thought he did too. Now he just... seems like... he's getting bored." I say, the uneasy one now.

"I know how you feel..." He mutters under his breath.

"What?" I say, asking him to repeat it.

"Err... nothing." He says quickly and his phone starts ringing. He answers it, and starts talking, while blushing. 

"Yes, mom, I'm fine. No, I don't want any coffee. Ugh, Mom, I'm at guitar lessons and I have to go. Bye," He says. "Yes, Mom, I love you too." He says, and blushes like crazy and stuffs his phone back in his pocket.

I smirk, and raise an eyebrow. "Oh, moms..."

He chuckles softly and takes off his sweatshirt. He's wearing a grey t-shirt with The Black Keys lettering on it. My favorite band!

"You like the black keys too? I love them, they're my favorite band!" I say, while smiling.

"Yeah, who doesn't love them? They're awesome! They're also my favorite band, along with AC-DC." He says.

He unzip my sweatshirt and show him my shirt. "Nice." He says, while eyeing my shirt. Good choice to wear an AC-DC shirt today. 

We spend the rest of the 20 minutes chatting, and finally my piano teacher opens her door and motions for me to come in, and I wave bye to Trevor and leave him. The lesson goes well, and I come out and see Trevor coming out also.

"I heard you playing in the beginning," He says and smiles at me. "You're really good." 

"Thanks," I say, and I blush. "Wish I could've heard you." 

"Nah, I suck. Trust me."

I laugh and shake my head. "Well, I'll see you at school on Monday." I say, opening the door.

"Wait -- Elora, what's your phone number? I mean, for like... school stuff." Trevor says, and I turn around. Wow, lame excuse.

He looks at me and I say, "(312) 533-5335." He types in the numbers.

"Thanks," He says. "I'll call you sometime."

I smile. "Yeah," I push open the door. "Bye, Trevor."

"Bye."