(Michelle POV)
I was still having a wonderful dream where Anthony and I were spending vacation in some tropical island, having the time of our lives, and drinking coconut juice from its shell when suddenly, I heard my cellphone ringing.
Who could be calling me when it's clearly a Sunday? Ugh. Ignore it. But then again, what if it's Anthony calling me to greet me good morning? Having that thought, I quickly reached for phone. Eh? Andy? I checked the time. It was 8:30 am. Why was he calling this early?
Anyhow since I was already up, I pressed the answer button. "Hello?" I greeted.
"Good morning, Michelle. I'm on the way to the studio now, how about you?" Andy asked.
'Huh? Why was he telling me that?' I wondered. Until I suddenly recalled that I'm supposed to attend his interview and we agreed to see each other there by 9:00am so he can give me backdoor access and somewhat a tour. 'Shit.'