Once in a While I Could Look at You., chapter 3

"Hello?" I heard again.

I was all panicky. I had no idea what to do. I was obsessed with him and his band. I learned how to play guitar because of him. I did only what I thought I could do.

"H-hi," I said.

"You look familiar. Did I see you before? I'm Frank by the way."

"Oh um. I was in Hot Topic when you were. So you might have. I'm Rachel."

"Shouldn't you be at work? I know they wouldn't let you work for an hour and then leave like that."

"Oh...Yeah...That. I was fired. The manager is an asshole. So now I should be looking for a new job I suppose."

"Oh. I'm sorry you lost your job."

"Its okay..It wasn't your fault." I sighed and looked at my watch. "I need to go. It was nice talking to you Frank."

"Wait. Rachel before you go, Can I have your number?"

"Sure you can." I took out a black pen and a piece of paper and wrote my name and number on it. I handed it to Frank.

"Thanks," he said and kissed my cheek.