Don't leave me hanging on the telephone- unless you actually want me to start spouting bullshit.
Its usually a bad sign when you start a phone conversation with "Who the hell is this?!" to the person you are calling, and to the person you expected to pick up the phone. I have no memory of saying this but apparently I did, those very words plopped from my mouth into the receiver traveling in wires and circuits to a male ear.Fridays equal double P.E. and going round to your friends house after school to call a guy you like, even though you hate telephone conversations.
When I sat in Hayleys purple room on her double bed staring at the phone I backed out. I stared at the phone holding the only media homework that I've never lost even once. A number neatly printed on the back of homework instructions.
"No. I can't do it." I said. Two pairs of eyes looked at me expectantly. Then at each other.
A snatch was made for the folded piece of paper, Hayley called out numbers whilst GiGi dialed. Frantically I grabbed at the paper, Hayley held it out of attempts to reclaim it. She got off the bed, standing in the grapes with her back towards me. The phone was shoved into my hand and I heard a dialing tone.
"I'll hang up!!" I threatened my two friends who where watching me intenly. A voice at the other end took me completely by surprise. After a few seconds I realized that I wasn't speaking, and the voice at the other was going "Hello? Helllooo?" Then I opened my gob and the words "Who the hell is this*?" appeared. Im not quite sure how the rest of the conversation went. I was in such panicked state that when I started to talk and could not stop. I think he laughed, that's a good thing right? He said he was in a shop, I've got no idea how I replied. After Im not sure how long I managed to say "Im gunna go now" before I hung up and dived under hayley's duvet cover. I hibernated for fifteen minutes -yes count them, fifteen!- I was that embarrassed.
The rest of the evening turned out to be good. Hayley, GiGi and I walked down to the library talking all the way. Then we went round to Naomi's to tell her what happened, Kyle (who's Naomi's best friend and also best friends with the boy I like) was at hers. He lives at Naomi's, and is considered an extra family member.
We sat on the doorstep and told them what happened, or rather I let Hayley tell them because I had no recollection of the event. It was nice seeing them, Naomi tried to tune Kyle onto the local radio station (Kerrang 1o5.2) by twisting his nipples. She insists he can pick up signals.
Afterwards Hayley and I walked around talking for a while we went home.
I am likely to never be able to go near him again. If I do see him I will have to apologize to him profusely, incase I was rude and because I was such a lunatic. I was such a twat, and he probably thinks Im mentally unstable (just because I am doesn't mean he had to know) oh arse! He's such a nice guy too. I think I've really fucked up. Although Im laughing at it now, Im still deeply embarrassed.
Dude I am sooooo sorry.
BOOGIE
* I might use the "Who the hell is this?" line for prank phone calls, then hang up. It could be like a public service, adding a little patch of weirdness/rudeness into homes across Britain. What enlightenment your outbursts of absurdity bring.
posted by Boogie @ 2:48 PM
1 Comments:
Bless ya, and know look your going out "kiss kiss" i wont need 2 leave my name cos u probaly know who this is with the bad spelling and the "kiss kiss" comment. love ya
xx
ps no blows
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