"Good morning, Baby."
My eyes opened wide. I glanced at my mother. She asked me who it was with a gesture. I shook my head and smiled awkwardly.
"Wrong number, Mom." I said and cut the call.
She nodded. "It's too early for your school. You can sleep, I will call you after one hour."
"Thanks, Mom."
My mother left my room and I sighed. My phone rang again.
I received the call and roared,
"How did you get my number?"
"First tell me why you cut the call?"
"Stop bossing around, Ryan. Who gave you my number?"
"One angel. I just asked for it but she really gave me your number without asking anything. I was surprised but anyway."
I balled my fists. 'Arrgg! Teresa!!!'
I got mad at her. She was really serious last night.
"Why did you call me?"
"Come out fast. I am outside."
"YOU WHAT??"
I immediately got off my bed and moved the blinds from my window.
He was indeed outside.
"What if my dad sees you? He will kill you."
"I didn't come to take her daughter on a date. Why would he kill me?"
"My
