27th October 2014
Unknown number: Morning, beautiful.
Anah: Hey.
Unknown number: What’s wrong?
Anah: Nothing.
Unknown number: I can see you, you know. You look pretty agitated. So, I’ll ask again. What’s wrong?
Anah: It’s nothing. I’m fine.
Unknown number: I have two sisters, Babe. I know when girls say they’re ‘fine’, they’re lying. So, I’ll ask you one more time-
Unknown number: What is wrong?
Anah: I can’t tell you.
Unknown number: Sure you can.
Anah: But I don’t want to tell you.
Unknown number: Why? What’s wrong, Anah? You’re scaring me.
Anah: You won’t like what I’ve got to say…
Unknown number: Anah! Just tell me, for God’s sake.
Anah: Ok. Here goes.
Anah: Mrs. Jefferson wrote the chemical formula wrong on the board. It’s been annoying me for the last twenty minutes.
Unknown number: Seriously? That’s it?
Anah: That’s it? This is a disaster, Honey Bun.
Unknown number: No, it’s not. I thought there was something majorly wrong.
Anah: Well, there is that other thing.
Unknown number: What other thing?
Anah: I’m kinda going out on a double date tomorrow night.
Unknown number: Excuse me?
Anah: It’s not like a real double date.
Unknown number: A real double date? If it’s not a real double date, then what the hell is it?
Anah: See, this is why I didn’t want to tell you. I knew you’d react like this.
Unknown number: Act like what?
Anah: You know…
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Short StoryWhen Anah Miller, agony aunt to the whole of Hastings Academy, replies to Clueless and Useless' e-mail about his unrequited love, little does she know that's she's opened Pandora's Box. A few days later, when she receives a text from an unknown numb...
