Averill 5
Averill sat at her shiny, white wooden desk biting her lower lip and hugging her knees to her chest. She looked at her pink cell phone, hoping it would ring; she was almost trying to will it to ring. She had gone out with Stoner, the guy she'd been talking to and made friends with on myspace. She'd met him a few months earlier at star bucks, but she had only kept in touch over the computer because she had gotten grounded. Stoner and her had connected on a more intellectual level, as opposed to the physical level that he usually tried with girls. What shocked her about him tonight - he defied his reputation completely! He hadn't tried to mess with her all night.
Stoner had taken her hand and simply held it, they hung out and talked all night with each other and with their friends, and when it was time for her to leave, he had given her a sweet and simple kiss on the mouth and walked her to her brother's car.
Averill was shocked and ecstatic about it at the same time. And she was hoping he'd call her tonight...
Stoner had taken her hand and simply held it, they hung out and talked all night with each other and with their friends, and when it was time for her to leave, he had given her a sweet and simple kiss on the mouth and walked her to her brother's car.
Averill was shocked and ecstatic about it at the same time. And she was hoping he'd call her tonight...