{Chapter Twelve: The Call}
She tossed and turned. She lay on her folded pillow for a minute, then decided it was too lumpy and hot. So she sat up and flipped it over, patting it a little before laying her head down for the zillionth time.
"Screw it," she ripped the sheets off her sweaty body, sat up on the side of the bed and ran her fingers through the loose hair strands that had found the way out of her sloppy bun at the back of her head. She sat for quite some time, her bare legs bouncing up and down uneasily.
A glance at the clock. It was half past two in the morning, and she felt as if she had just drunk ten energy drinks. There was something in the back of her mind that didn't want to let her go to sleep. It was just tickling the back of her brain, and it wouldn't go away.
Lindsey got out of bed, and threw on some jeans over her skintight bed shorts, and a baggy sweatshirt over her white tank top. She went to her closet and grabbed her black ankle high converse.
As she tied them, she grabbed her phone from her desk and dialed up her best friend.
She wasn't expecting him to pick up at this time of night, but he did.
"Hi Lindsey," he said, obviously just woken up.
"Walter? I didn't expect you to pick up!"
"Well I'm up. What is it?" He asked.
"Walter, I can't sleep. I'm really worried about your tests tomorrow. I was wondering if you could maybe get dressed and take a walk with me?"
"Um..." An awkward silence followed before he replied with a "sure, I guess."
"Alright, great! I'll meet you at your apartment. Just wait on the stairs outside your door."
"Sounds good. I'll be there."
Lindsey hung up, put the phone in the big pocket at the front of the sweatshirt, and popped the screen off her window so that she could get out.
Then she ran all the way down the boulevard, the street lamps her only light.
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