The man next to her looked at her over the top of his reading glasses as he shut off his laptop. "Meeting someone, I'm guessing?" He asked, a smile dancing across his face. "Not that I'm prying, but you seem pretty anxious to land. I suppose you're not coming to Orlando for buissness?"
Leighanne shook her head. "No. Actaully, I'm flying out to meet my boyfriend. He doesn't know it yet, though. I'm planning on surprising him." She didn't like talking to strangers, and therefor kept the conversation very short and impersonal.
"Your boyfriend? Of how long?" The man was leaning forward, and his breath smelled like garlic. Leighanne sighed. She didn't want to be rude, but she didn't want a conversation, either.
"Six and a half months." She said, patting down her hair, and opening a small conpact to check her reflection.
"Pretty long time." He mused. "What's his name?"
"Brian." She half-snapped, and the man shrunk back a little.
"Nice name." He said, but didn't make any attempt to keep the conversation going. Apperantly, he got the message that Leighanne didn't want a conversation.
Aimee nervously picked up her phone, and punched in the first three digets of Nick's phone number. That was as far as she got before she hung up. Earlier that morning, Brian had called her, and made her promise to call Nick and apologize for last night. At the time, Aimee had agreed with him that it was the right thing to do.
But now, she just couldn't bring herself to go through with it. She didn't know why. She'd never been one of those people who were too proud to bring themselves to apologize, in fact, she'd always apologized for everything she did- wrong or right.
For some reason, though, she simply couldn't force herself to call Nick. It was just that every time she started to call him, she would think of him, dripping wet and yelling at her, and she'd chicken out.
"Okay." She picked up the phone, and this time she punched in the numbers as fast as she could, before she had a chance to think of last night and change her mind.
"Hello?" Nick picked up on the first ring.
Aimee hung up.
Two seconds later, he phone rang. "Hello?" Aimee picked up on the first ring.
"Who is this? And why'd you just call me and hang up?" Nick's voice didn't sound angry, just confused.
"Um, this is Aimee-"
"Aimee? You're acting like a two year old! Prank calls aren't supposed to be cool anymore once you're out of second grade!" Nick hung up.
Aimee sat staring at the phone in her hands for a minute, then she rested it back in the cradle. A few seconds later, she picked it up again, and pushed Redial.
"Is this Aimee again?" Nick didn't sound too happy.
"Uh. . . no." Aimee still needed to apologize. She's promised Brian that she would, and she never broke her promises to Brian. "It's. . . Jennie." She paused, waiting to see if he bought it. He didn't say anything, so she continued. "Um, hi. Look, I was just wondering if you, maybe, wanted to get together sometime? Today?" She figured that as long as she was going to apologize, she may as well do it in person. Even if she had to trick him into meeting her.
"Jennie? Oh! From the party last night. Right. Uh, okay. Sure." It was suddenly obvious to Aimee that Jennie must have exagerated her and Nick's meeting last night, because she didn't seem to have made as big of impression on him as he did on her. "Yeah, why don't you come over later tonight?"
"Okay." Aimee smiled to herself, glad her plan had worked.
"Great. Hey, can I ask you something?"
"Uh, okay." Aimee didn't want to have a conversation with him now, not when he thought that she was Jennie.
"What's up with that Aimee girl?" Aimee didn't say anything at first, waiting for him to continue. "She's hated me from the moment we met. Did Bri tell her something about me?"
Surprisingly, he didn't sound mad, just confused, and, almost, hurt. "She doesn't hate you." Aimee said, smiling to herself. "I've got to go." She hung up before Nick could start a deep conversation with her, about her.
Nick stared at the phone that he still held in his hand, confused. "Okay." He muttered, and placed it back in it's cradle. "Weird girls."