"Thanks for taking care of them for me. It really means a lot." I thanked Maurice.
"Well, you still have to be a kid, Cole. I don't mind. Now get to sleep you silly boy." She smiled her warm mexican smile and walked to the door.
"But really. You don't know how much it means to me."
"But I do, Cole. Anytime you need you can call me. I'll be here." She smiled once more and closed the door, leaving me alone in the middle of the living room.
I started to walk over to my room when the phone rang. It was midnight. No one called us at midnight. Not even the power companies, but I remember paying that bill, so it couldn't be them. I just didn't know who would call us at such an hour. It had to be a telamarketer or something.
I walked to the phone and slowly picked it up, my mind filled with suspicion and wonder.
"Hello?" I answered, trying not to sound like I felt.
"Hello Cole the apparently-not-steriotypical-jock." Andy's mocking tone was dulled to a whisper.
"What are you doing?" I asked as I laughed quietly, trying not to be too loud for the sake of sleeping Gracie and my grandma.
"Just calling to say thanks." She whispered.
"I'm really sorry for... yeah, I'm just really sorry. Why are you whispering?"
"It's okay and I am no longer the only one home, so we have to make this quick."
"When did you wake up?"
"I didn't. I guess I never slept."
"What?" I asked confused. "When I left you were sleeping."
"Nah. I was just pretending. It's okay though. I just can't sleep tonight, but don't worry, I'll be fine. I've went days without sleep before."
"I'm such an ass."
"I've got to go. Bye." She hung up quickly. I just put the phone down and sat there, wondering why she chose me to be her friend. Out of all the people in our school, I was the one that had the plesure of getting to know her. It almost wasn't fair to the rest of the world. I took away a wonderful friend from someone that maybe wasn't good at making friends but would somehow found a way to talk to Andy. Then there was me who had a memorable quantity of friends that may not have been the best quality, but they were still there, and here I was keeping her all to myself.
I just pushed the thought into the dark part of my mind and started to think about tomorrow, and then the next day, and then the next week. It was a long life from here. Maybe it was too long at times, but It was given to me to live, and I have to live it in the best possible way.
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My bed was waiting for me to fall asleep, but I just couldn't. My mind couldn't stop wondering what Andy was about, or what her actual name was or the fact that I had no idea who she lived with or if she drank coffee or tea still. It really was a beautifully tragic fact that she was so mysterious. I just couldn't get over her and the fact that she almost kissed me but laughed when she told me to keep talking. It was so funny and so mean that I really didn't know what to say about it. She was so... oddly her.
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With two hours of sleep I managed to get through the next morning without passing out and I got all of my homework done. It was quite impressive. I even got Gracie to do her homework without complaining or anything. I just couldn't believe it. It was too easy.
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Her Mysterious Ways
Teen FictionCole the Not So Stereotypical Jock Being the most popular guy that girls all want to be with and all guys want to be should make you feel on top of the world, right? Not always, especially if you have to keep the fact that you can barely afford food...