Crash and Burn

Come on, Yami. You can do this!

I sat on my bed, staring at the phone in front of me almost as if I expected it grow legs and walk away.

It’s just a phone call. You’re just calling to get some info on a job. And if you don’t get this job, you can always work at the store.

I continued looking at the phone, my leg bouncing up and down due to my nervousness.

Maybe I’ll wait a little longer. . .

~You’re stalling.~

Oh zip it, Zack! Usually, the voices in my head offer great companionship and entertainment, but right not was not the case. (And yes, I’ve named them.)

~Stop worrying, will ya? You’ll do fine. You’re you, for Pete’s sake!~

Not helping. . .

~Just reach for the phone and dial the number. Then go from there.~

I took in a deep breath, closed my eyes, slowly reached my hand out, and grasped the portable phone. I stared at it for a few seconds and then dialed the first six numbers before I could change my mind. My thumb hovered over the final number.

~Press it already!~

Beep!

Placing the phone to my ear, I listened to it ring as the phone on the other end waited for someone to pick up. My stomach twisted and turned, almost making my lunch take a return trip.

Damn butterflies.

~Deep breaths. You’re doing fine. You’re rising up to grab the prize.~

I was about to tell Zack to shut it again when the ringing suddenly stopped.

“Hello?” a man’s voice answered.

“Uh, hello. I’m calling about the notice about a summer job that was posted at the store.”

~Good, you’re doing great. Rising up higher.~

“Oh yes. And how old are you?”

“Seventeen”

~Getting higher.~

Be quiet!

“Seventeen. And you’re a...girl...”

My heart stopped for a second. That wasn’t good...

“Uh...yeah...”

~Uh-oh, falling.~

Zack... I growled.

“Well you see, I was actually looking for a boy to do some outside work and such.”

~Crash!~

“But I’m sure I could find some secretarial type stuff for you...”

~And burn...~

SHUT UP, ZACK!