“Hey there Delilah,
What's it like in New york City?
I'm a thousand miles away,
But girl tonight you look so pretty!” - Hey There Delilah (Plane White T's)
"Hey there Sharon, what's it like in New York City? I'm a thousand miles away but tonight you look so pretty, yes you--"
"Shut up, Jake, or I'm hanging up," Sharon growled.
I laughed loudly, only to annoy her more. Just then a group of air hostesses in those beautiful short red uniforms walked towards me, the sound of their horrifyingly tall heels clacking against the floor rhythmically. I shot a quick wink at them and they burst out into predictable giggles.
"Jake? Jake!" Sharon squealed from the other end. I could almost imagine her stamping her foot.
"Yeah, Sha, tell me. I was just... Helping a blind man cross the street."
"In the airport?" she questioned. "Anyway, listen now!" she continued, not waiting for my explanation. "I can't come and pick you up, Jake, I'm sorry! I have to go to work, some last minute remodeling, I'm really--"
"Sha, it's okay. I'm sure a taxi can--"
"No, no!" she squealed again. This girl was going to pay for the ear aids I'd be needing in a few years. "I am not letting you wander the streets of New York alone, Jacob!"
"Oh yeah, because I'm a sixteen year old pretty little girl and oh em gee, I'd like, totally like, be raped, like right? Totally!"
"Shut up, Jake," she growled again for the two thousandth five hundredth and seventy sixth time in her life. "I'm going to send Zack to pick you up, alright?"
"Who is Zack?" I asked, proceeding to sink my teeth into the burger in front of me.
"He's . . . He's my boyfriend! I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier, I just wanted it to be a surprise, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm--"
"Didja chay he was your goyfriend?" I asked, trying to swallow everything in my mouth at once.
"Yes, and I'm sorry, I'm sorry--"
"Crazy Sha, I'm not angry with you!" I laughed washing down everything with a long drawl of coke. "This is big news! Tell me more about him."
"Uh... He... Uh... Well, he's nice... And he likes to... Uh... Play Call of Duty... And he... Uh... Why don't you figure him out for yourself, Jakey Wakey?" she giggled. Jakey Wakey? Giggling? Okay, she was definetly hiding something.
"Sha, what--"
"Jakey Wakey! I am so sowwy! But I have got to go! Toodles, see you seen baby!" she almost yelled and then slammed the phone down.
"Jakey Wakey, Makey Takey..." I grumbled, shoving my cellphone into my pocket.
"This is the last boarding call for Flight 2782, from Minnesota to New York City. Please proceed to Gate--"
"Shit!" I swore, picking up my bag in a swipe and hurrying towards the vanishing line.
Who the heck was Zack? And why was she being so secretive about it? Her having a boyfriend wasn't exactly the 'surprise' I was expecting. Who does that? What if... What if he was a vampire? A sparkling one?
Well, as long as he had sexy vampire sisters, I was fine with it. Ishot a quick smile at thegirl who was collecting our tickets before entering. Cue giggle.
