Just chilling on my bed as usual as a Saturday afternoon goes. The Californian sun is great but when you live here it's the norm.
My parents weren't home, again that was a norm. They were constantly working away part of me doesn't mind but then part of me does because I'm their child after all.
Anyway all in silence. No music playing. No television. Just me and my thoughts. Until my phone began ringing. Unknown number.
I cautiously pick up the phone "hello?" I say.
"Yeah hi. Is this Franny?" A male voice said down the line.
"No. Sorry dude." I say about to hang up.
"Oh, I'm sorry whose this, if I can ask ?" The voice said. "My name is JC and I'm kinda lost."
Awww I thought. "Hey JC I'm y/n".
"Hey y/n."
"So you said you're lost. I can pick you up if you like.."" I say. Inside like OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU PSYCHO.
I heard him giggle on the other end of the phone. "Haha yeah I'm at he airport. My friend was supposed to meet me and he hasn't plus I don't have money for a cab" he started to ramble.
"I'll be there in five" I say.
*drive*
I pull up to the arrivals gate. I see a curly haired boy standing here. I pull down my window "you JC?" He stands there smiling band nodded as he walks round to my passenger door.
"Ready?" I say as he buckled himself in.
"Ready" he replies as I pull out the parking space
