Well, Too Bad.
“So how bout I pick you up Sunday, we can go to the movies then we can head down to Pizza Hut afterwards. I hear they put cheese in the crust now..”
I laughed. “Sure, sounds great.” I replied, purposely blowing off the plans I had to go over to Chad’s house and watch the Eagles, his favorite football team, play against the Dolphins.
“Okay. See you then.” I could tell he was holding in his excitement till that everlasting moment where he would be pushing the End button, and he could explode anonymously.
“See ya.” I snapped my phone shut, just to have it vibrate to no end.
I had 12 text messages from Chad.
Yeah, so I guess I’ll just tell you Sunday.
Wait, your still coming right?
Oh yes, and my favorites:
Aw man, Byrn is texting me, help!!
She’s calling me! what should i do?
Oh yeah? Well too bad for you, buddy ol’ pal. I want nothing to do with it.
I happily erased every message I had from him and turned my cell phone off.