I woke up the next day to the sound of my phone going off like crazy. Yawning, I did my usual stretch and winced as the memories of last night came rushing in my head. I barely wanted to move, let alone get my lazy ass out of my well comfy bed but I have school today and I know better than to try and skip.
Anyway, who the hell is calling me at this time? It was six o'clock in the morning for god sake. Damn! I think it wouldn't shut up until I take the call. I just have to reply back. Yeah right. I reached for my phone on the side table.
"Hello!" I responded bluntly.
"Hey" a voice replied back.
"Who are you?" I groaned into the phone. Really! At six o'clock in the morning, I get a call from an unknown number. Ah! Oh my god! Take me now. I just want to sleep.
"You don't recognize my voice?" he asked, surprise evident in his voice.
"Hey, you aren't Justin Bieber. Just tell me who the hell are you?" I yelled back into the phone.