As I lie in bed, my fingers dance across the screen of my phone, playfully sifting through contacts. A thought crosses my mind—what could be delaying Jennie? Just moments ago, she assured me she was on her way. Has she changed her mind about joining me? If she did, Jason would be the happiest guy alive; it was not as though he had been eagerly anticipating this sleepover in the first place.
I can't believe I'm already missing him, even though he was here just a few hours ago. 'A few hours ago, Marie!' Yes, that's long enough for me to miss him.
After locating Jason's phone number and pressing the call button, I take my phone to my ear and wait, wait, and wait; could he possibly be sleeping already?
Let me get this straight: I am calling someone from the room next door, and would you believe that I am doing something so ridiculous? I am still waiting for him to answer the phone, and it will take a few more minutes before he does.
