Chương 9: Not Real
I pick up the phone.
"Hello..."
I am not sure why I did that. Something in me drove be to pick up the phone and speak.
My heart beats raised. It have been a very long time since i have spoken with anyone on the phone.
"Hello!" she repeated.
I had to say something; anything. "The rain is coming!"...
Everyone in the room went silent. Even the girl on the other side of the phone.
'And WHO shall this be?'
At this moment I really hope someone would've pull the phone from me.
'It's ACF...'
'ACF? Ha.. WAIT WHAT?! WHEN DID ALL THIS HAPPEN?!'
'2 yea..'
'LISA Is tHat yOU?!'
'Nno, It's ACF'
'FoR ReAL?..'
'Yes..'
We both sound awkward. I don't mined speaking to her. She has a soft comforting voice, but is load. It is as if I could see her. I can see her small short figure. Short hair. Dark, big, Shiny eyes. Eyes that are filled with passion. Eyes that moved her hands before her thinking. A tinny person with a strong personality.
I have to explain myself to her. I have to tell her about how I came and when. I have to tell her about Iden of course too.
It is hard for me to tell her, but it would've been even harder for the others.
I want to address her but I didn't know her name.
'Mary.. Lilly' I imaged her name to be something like that.
And the worst part in a long running conversation is to ask someone about their name after speaking to them for a while.
I have started by pulling up my courage together...
in a count of three I will ask her I think...
'1,2,3' (in my mind)
"Hey!I know this is late from me, but... What's your name?..."
"My name ha? hehehe" she laughed, "They call me Lowell!"
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