"Hi Brian? It's Morgan. I wasn't positive that this was your number but the machine said it all. Anyway, call me. We have lots to catch up on. It's been almost a year and you probably don't even remember me. Oh well. Um, the number's 745-5698. Bye."
Morgan? He hadn't seen her for awhile now. She was sixteen and that was three years ago. They talked on her birthday last year, when she turned eighteen, and here she was, almost nineteen, calling her bud. "God, I gotta call her back!" he exclaimed.
Morgan was in her room, for the third day, unpacking. Yet again. She was listening to Billie's new CD. And singing along. "because we want to, because we want t-AAAAGH!!!" she screamed as the phone rang. She picked up a pile of junk and picked up the receiver. "Yallo?"
" Morgan? It's me, Brian."
Omigod! Hi! How are you? How's the band goin'? Uh-"
"SHUT UP!!!" he laughed. "Well, I see you're the same motor-mouth as always. So, ya have a B-Day coming up. Happy B-Day."
"Thanx, but it's not for another month. I'm a Virgo, not a Leo. Re-mem-ber? That's Howie."
"Oops!" he laughed. "You guys are just so much the same tha-"
"HEY! Shut up!" Morgan laughed.
"It's good to hear you laughing." Brian stated. He knew what she had gone through in the past few years and it was just plain icky.
"Yeah, you too. Guess where I am!?!" she teased.
"I dunno. Where?" he played along, thinking she was in Europe from all the noise and the accent of the singing.
"Look out your...um...kitchen window!"
He walked over just to find her waving at him from an apartment across the way. "Pretty schnazzee. You move?"
"Yes, I just couldn't bear being away from you any longer." she said in an actress voice like from the twenties.
"Really?"
"NO!" she laughed. How be da boys?" she asked.
"Not bad. Nick's still way- wait- W-A-HAAA-Y into video games, Kevin's still boring, Howie's hitting on the ladies (Am NOT!) sorry Howie. And A-"
"Lemme guess. AJ's still the group moron." she giggled.
"Nah, 'e's worse!!!" Brian laughed. Morgan felt a heart pang at the thought of them.
"Listen hon, I gotta go," Brian started, "but I'll tell ya what. Call me back. . . ."