InsaneJournal

Who Toby and Sarah
What The promised phone call
When Monday after school



Sunday had been a busy day. Toby hadn't had a second to himself to call Sarah until he was about ready to crash for the night. And since he didn't want to call her and fall asleep halfway through the conversation, he decided he ought to just do himself a favor and wait. He didn't like it. He had wanted to call her right away, but sometimes life just gets in the way.

So that window between school and soccer practice on Monday would have to be it. Once Toby had gotten home on Saturday night, he added her number to his contact list in his phone. Regretfully, he had to wash the Sharpie off his hand. Too many questions would have been raised by his mom. Or his siblings. It was best to keep secrets. For now, anyway.

But anyway, anticipation was getting the best of him. He barely heard anything his teachers said the last few hours of the day. Once the final bell rang, he shot out the school as if he was on fire. Finally clear of teachers and schoolmates, he pulled out his phone and dialed her number. While sitting down probably would have been the better choice, he started pacing as he waited for her to pick up.