Blake was nervous.
He had never felt anything like this before.
Of course he talked to Melissa before. He called her so often it become a habit of his; calling her, hearing her voice, and just listen to her.
But meeting her was a whole different story. Blake won't lie, he was shocked when Melissa actually asked to meet him.
Saying she needs to see him.
It's December now so he took his coat and started to drive.
He didn't know what she looked like, so he didn't know what to expect. But he imagined Melissa being blonde with bright eyes.
He prefer darker hair though, not that he had anything against blondes, it was just his personal preference.
As he parked his BMW near the old blue VW Beetle, he couldn't help but think maybe Melissa was already here.
His ringtone was blaring through the parking lot, he smiled as he saw the caller ID.
His anxiety was replaced with a new strange feeling in his stomach.
At this point, he didn't care if she was blonde, brunette or even ginger. All he care about was that he was meeting her.
Like, now.
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Short Story"Quick Clean Laundry! When it's dirty we make it clean, this is Melissa speaking." "uh...." "Hello?.." "I asked a cute girl her number and this is what she gave me" #3 in Short Story [8/1/16] Book One From Texts and Calls Series © Copyrights Reserved
