My thumb hovered over the call button as I bit my lip and stared at my phone screen. Even though she told me to call her, I am still nervous as hell when it comes to calling her.

"Just press the god damn button already," Kyla called out from the couch while flipping through channels. Today we had nothing plan, so she was just lounging around in the bus while I was freaking out about calling Spencer.

"Shut up Ky. It’s not that easy you know." I walked over to the couch next to her and took a seat. "What if she just told me to call her because she felt bad for me.  I mean, maybe I dropped to many hints that I wanted to hang out with her, and she caught on so she just gave me her number just to make me feel good. What if she doesn’t want me to call her," I rambled on and ended with a big sigh.

Kyla motioned me to hand over my phone so I did. "Maybe I should just wait till she calls me," I suggested.

"You didn’t give her your number Ash," Kyla looked at me with a ‘duh’ expression.

I mentally hit my forehead with the palm of my hand. "Damn, I should have given her my number instead!"

"You’re an idiot you know. Spencer wants you to call her.  I kno—Hey, Spencer?" she said into the phone. My eyes went wide and jumped out of my seat.  "Yeah, I have Ashley Davies on the phone for you," she said politely. I’ve never heard her sound so nice before. It’s kinda creepy actually. "Okay, one moment."

Kyla held the phone out towards me, but I shook my head vigorously. ‘What do I say?’ I mouthed. Kyla shrugged and held the phone up against my ear. "H-hello?" I stuttered.

"Hey Ashley."

"Hey Spencer. So uhmm how are you?" I was drawing a blank and had no idea what to say. I’m more nervous talking to her on the phone, then in person.

"I’m pretty good. I just finished school, so I’m on my way home now."

"It’s finally the weekend," I said laughing. I looked towards Kyla, and she was trying to hold her laughter in.