slightly bent, looking down at the blank screen on her cell phone. It was coming almost five o’clock and other than a call from her mom and texts from Londyn and Tatum, her phone hadn’t rang all day. It was now almost four full days since she heard from Caleb. She had sent him a couple text messages and called him twice but he hadn’t returned any of them, and she had no idea what to think of it.
He had called her as she pulled into Londyn’s driveway that night, shortly after leaving the cafe, just to say hi and that he felt bad for being late and having to bail out on her so soon. Like she had already done earlier, she told him it was fine, and she meant it. They talked for a few minutes then he had to let her go because he was where he needed to be. He told her he would call her the next day, then disconnected as she walked into Londyn’s room to see Tatum on the queen sized bed, practically out of breath from running over, not wanting to miss any details about her date. Thinking there was no way of keeping who KingK was to herself, she told them every shred of detail from the minute she walked into the cafe right until she walked into Londyn’s bedroom.
Both Londyn and Tatum knew about Caleb, briefly, but they still knew who he was and just how much moving away had affected her. When they had arrived, months apart, Lennox was missing her best friend, and they were slowly beginning to drift apart; something that hit Lennox hard.
Once she met Londyn the two hit it off and she slowly came out of her shell. She started to move on and put Caleb behind her, but not after countless attempts from her parents telling her that friends came and went, and sometimes drifting apart happened and there was nothing you could do to stop it. Then Tatum arrived and life kept moving forward and Caleb became a distant memory forever placed in the back of her mind. She locked away all their wonderful memories, but she never truly forgot about him.
“Oh, my God!” Londyn had exclaimed, after Lennox finally told them who had walked through the doors that night. “This whole time he’s been the one you’ve been talking to, and even exchanging pictures you didn’t recognize him?”
“No, well, I kind of did. I mean his eyes were familiar but he’s changed so much that it wasn’t until I saw him up close that I knew for sure it was really him.”
“Lennox this is beyond amazing–”
“Wait, hold on just a minute,” Tatum interrupted as she sat up and leaned back on her elbows, turning her head to eye Lennox. “Before we get outta control excited, Lennox, when you say he’s changed... please tell me it’s a good change and that he grew up to be extremely gorgeous.”
Londyn, glancing at Lennox, rolled her eyes as she walked passed Lennox who was sitting on the edge of the bed, and into her closet. “Yes, Tatum, because the most important part of this is how hot he is now.”
“Maybe not to you, but I know I’m curious,” she said looking from Londyn back to Lennox, smirking, “so, Lenny, spill the beans.”
She knew there was no way out of the question, not when Tatum was involved; she was like a dog with a bone and wouldn’t let it go. Lennox let out a breath and went into exact detail of what Caleb looked like; right down to the worn out black chucks he was wearing.
“Holy bananas, Lennox,” Londyn said, leaning against her closet frame with a giant smile spread across her face, and her eyes full of excitement.
“Ha, more like holy lucky hotness has graced your ever life,” Tatum said, leaning back on the bed.
Lennox shrugged her shoulders as she felt her face redden. She didn’t know what was so lucky about it. Sure, Caleb was back in her life, and yes they had a date Monday but that didn’t mean anything. After their date she could never hear from him again.
“What’s with this,” Londyn said, copying the look on her face and shoulder shrug.
“Nothing.”
“Liar,” Tatum mumbled, her arm