Hello, Who Is This?

The Call

        I walk on the street unaware of anything. Until I heard the phone booth ringing. That was extremely unusual. Why would a phone booth be ringing. I'd have to admit I wasn't the bravest man in the world. But maybe if I picked up the phone it could change my future. I might be interrupting a terrorist phone call. I could be interrupting a drug dealing company and I would be known. People would actually remember me for what I did for the world. It could be my destiny. As somebody once said: No guts, no glory. 

        I gulped. Several people must've been thinking the same thing because some people were walking toward the phone booth. One man tall and muscular with thick blonde hair walked toward it. But I must've been really selfish because he just walked right passed it. Then I saw 3 teenagers walk toward it, they were laughing and joking. One said: "I dare you to pick up the phone, Dirk"

        The boy who must've been Dirk said "Why don't you do it yourself ,Jake."

        Then the girl stood up and said "You guys are idiots let me do it, however I must be paid $100."

        Jake responded with "You got to be kidding me that's so freaking expensive, Roxy!" Dirk nodded in agreement. I gritted my teeth. The phone stopped ringing. The teenagers laughed and walked away. Then the phone rang again. This time no one was in my way. I started to walk toward it. The inner me said: "This is stupid, Tate." I ignored my inner comment. My inner self kept on urging me to stop what I was about to do, but nothing could stop me not even the police if they tried. I gripped the phone. Sweat poured onto my face. I gulped once again.

              I opened my mouth and said: "Hello, who is this?"