"Hello?"
"It's-"
"- 11:11, make a wish!"
"I hate you."
"Sucks for you. And you know you're calling me at 11:11 am, right? Not your usual pm."
"Yeah well, I'm bored."
"Is that all I am to you? Someone to talk to when your bored?"
"Oh no, don't cry 11:11 girl! Oh gosh, what did I do? What do I do?"
"..."
"Why are you laughing?"
"You are so gullible, unbelievably gullible."
"I do not appreciate your juvenile prank."
"Well, you fell for my so called 'juvenile' prank."
"Shut your mouth."
"Anyways, aren't you at school?"
"Yep. I'm skipping."
"Why?"
"Because... reasons."
"Hm, vague."
"Where are you right now?"
"School. At lunch specifically."
"Who are you talking to?"
"Who's that?"
"My best friend, Jo. I'm not talking to anyone, Jo."
"Liar."
"Liar."
"Wow, we're twins."
"I know right?"
"You can hear me?"
"Loud and clear."
"Yeah, well not for- hey! Give me my phone back, Jo!"
"Nope. Hello?"
"Hi there."
"What's your name?"
"Cal. What is her name?"
"You don't know her name?"
"No... she hasn't told me yet."
"Jo, open the stall door!"
"Never! Anyways, Cal. What are your intentions with my best friend?"
"Uhm..."
"Don't answer her! Hang up, Cal!"
"Shush, best friend. I won't disclose any personal info, cool your jets."
"..."
"Oof... damn, (muffles) no need to be so possessive!"
"I'm guessing she got in the stall?"
"You guessed right! Gotta go!"
"Bye?"
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eleven eleven | ✓
Short Storyin which a boy boredly calls a random number at 11:11pm every night, not expecting to meet a sarcastic girl just a year older than him. ✎ The Rose Awards winner - short story ✎