Calling A Friend

Arabella's POV

I rushed to my room as soon as my walk with Sean ended. I picked up my cell phone, feeling excited to call Wanda to tell her what we had just talked about. I didn't want to keep this happy thing to myself.

Within moments, Wanda picked up my call with her usual excitement. "Bella! How have you been?"

"I'm good," I replied, still easily startled by my friend's voice that seemed to pierce my eardrums if I didn't put my phone away first. "You good too?"

Wanda was heard snorting. I could imagine her hand gesture that suggested she had nothing interesting to talk about as she said. "The usual. I work, eat, sleep, repeat." She sighed.

"What about you, Bella?" Wanda suddenly sounded excited again. "I'm sure you have something to talk to me about if you call first. Try telling this to your friend."

I was silent, hearing Wanda's mediocre activities. I was reminded of the problems I had when I worked in the office for the first time.

"I've been working the last couple of weeks too