Chapter 3 - The Call

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Chandler's POV

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Okay so I'm just waiting for her to text, call, facetime? I don't even know. I just want to see her!

Calm down. She will do something. I mean come on! I'm Chandler Riggs!

Maria's POV

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I just met Andrew Lincoln! I got a "few" pictures.

But I still have that phone number... Should I call it?

"Maria! Come down for dinner!" my mom yells.

Well that'll have to wait.

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"So how was your visit?" my mom asks.

"Amazing." that's all I say.

"That's it? Wait! Wait! You've got that smile! What happened?" she gets all serious.

"Okay. Fine. So you know that Chandler kid? Off of The Walking Dead, Mom."

"Um, the one with the weird hair?" She asks.

"Sure. Well um. He kinda. Uh... He kinda wrote his phone number.. um on the autograph he gave me..."

Well that was hard.

"What? Wait! He have you HIS phone number?"

"Yes Mom."

"Are you gonna call it?"

"I don't know Mom.

"You should call it!"

"Okay Mom."

With that I finished and walked up stairs to call Chandler Riggs.

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Chandler's POV

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I sat on my bed staring at the phone. It was ringing. I wonder?

I grabbed it a fumbled with it, finally accepting the call.

"Hello?" I said.

"Um. Hi? Wait. I think I called the wrong number. Are you Chandler? Chandler Riggs?"

"Yes."

"Seriously?"

"Yes."

"I was that girl you gave your phone number to. My name is Maria. Maria Winters."

"So your that red haired, blue eyed girlie."

"Yep. That's me!"

I had finally talked to her, actually hearing her voice. Not a whisper.

"Hey. Um, do you wanna hang out?" I asked nervous.

"Uh, are you still in Denver?"

"Yes."

"Uh..."

There was a REALLY long pause.

"Sure."

"Okay! So do you wanna meet at that building where you saw me at?" I asked feeling relieved.

"Yes. What time?"

"Around ten. That okay?"

"Yes."

"Great then! See you tomorrow!"

"Till then... Chan."

With that I hung up the phone, and smiled while I face planted into my pillow.

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