Portland, Oregon USA
Me: Yeah, hi. How did you get my number?
Her: I actually umm stole it from your brother's phone a couple years ago. I thought I would call you before now, but obviously...
Me: Oh. Okay. Well hey. What's up?
Her: Um, you know that facebook message you left me the other day?
Me: Uhh...the one when I was completely stoned?
Her: Yeah. Oh, you were?
Me: Yeah, sorry...That's...Um, really embarrassing.
Her: No, no, it's cool.
Her: Yeah, no, yeah. Um.
Her: Yeah, so. I was just thinking about that whole thing. It was so long ago. You were a freshman...Damn.
Me: Yeah. Another world.
Her: Totally. Um, and you know I was a senior and your brother's friend and everything.
Me: Yeah definitely. And you totally crushed him, yeah?
Her: Well, um. Okay, here's the thing. I've been thinking.
Me: (trying to keep my voice level) uh-huh.
Her: And um, okay. So. When it became really, um, obvious that you were totally into me, I got kind of scared.
Her: Yeah, right? Anyway, um, look, I know I'm going into my junior year of college. And you're going to be a senior in high school. But hey yeah I've been thinking, and I like you too. A lot.
Me: Dude, we haven't seen each other in two years...
Her: No, I know. I know I know I know. But I haven't dated anyone since I first figured out you liked me because really...No one can compare to you. Everyone else looks, uh, not appealing. Like that Moldy Peaches song?
Me: Oh god...Really?
Her: Really. And way before Juno came out.
Me: haha. You know, I've never forgotten about you. You're so talented. I really think you're going to make it big in London.
Her: Really? No way.
Me: No, I'm not kidding. You made me and Chris Osborn cry during West Side Story.
Her: Shut up.
Me: I'm serious. You'll be better than Broadway.
Her: Julie, shut up. Tell me you still love me.
Me: Hey! Woah, okay. Umm you're in college. Plus I've already done the long distance thing.
Her: Okay. So let's just...Let's hang out. I need to see you. I've wanted to say this for so long.
Me: Seriously? How long?
Her: I don't know, a while. A year.
Me: Shit! Okay. Hi. Do you want to go see Matt in High School Musical?
Her: Fuck no. I love him, but that's just embarrassing.
Me: I know...God. He told me the other night he's going to be in Company when that's over, though.
Her: Company? Seriously?
Me: Yeah. I'm really proud of him.
Her: Me too. ...What the fuck. Okay. You. I want to take you to Mt. Tabor park.
Me: What's there?
Her: Me, a picnic, trees, and music.
Me: Okay. Alright. Okay. Really?
Her: Yeah. Yeah, really. Can we go tomorrow?
Me: Uh, okay. Sure. Do you have a car?
Her: No, I actually have a moped that we can both fit on.
Me: Wow. Wow. What time should I expect you?
Me: I'm really excited.
Her: Me too.
Me: Good night.
Her: Good night.