“I mean what’s the worst she could say no” I said out loud trying to pump up my courage. I was pacing back and forth across my room. It felt like I was sweating more than I did at soccer practice in this moment.  I typed out a quick message asking her to my game, when I finished I stood in the middle of my room just staring down at the send button.

“God why am I allowing this to affect me so much “My hands were starting to sweat now.

“I can do this” I chanted over and over as my finger was hovering inches over the button.

“Who are you talking to” I screamed in shock as I turned around to see Glen standing in my door way looking at me as if I were crazy. With a thump I heard my phone hit the floor.

“What the hell was that could you scream any louder” Glen asked. I scrambled to the floor to retrieve my phone. Picking it up I noticed the screen flash message sent.

“Dam it Glen see what you made me do”

“What is your problem” he replied with a confused face

“Just… nothing it doesn’t matter now any ways” I sigh “What did you want?”

“Mom told me to come get you the food is done”

“Ok thanks and I’m sorry for yelling , you just scared me” He said it was ok and turned to leave. Well I guess my mind was made up for me too late to take back the invitation now. I groan as I take the stairs two at a time and plop down in a chair a crossed from my brother at the kitchen table. As we said our prayers and started to eat I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pull it out keeping it held down underneath the table so my mom couldn’t see. We weren’t allowed to have are phones at the dinner table or she would take them. Flipping it open I saw that I had a new text message from Ashley.

How did you get my number?

 I didn’t get a hey or hello, nothing I guess that was to be expected. I quickly typed back a response.