He loved hearing her make that sound. "I guess we're on the same wavelength, huh?"
"How much more blatant does the girl need to be?" a voice in the back of his mind, which sounded an awful lot like a mix between Kendra and Zach, shouted.
"Yeah, I guess we are. He said he'd see me on Monday. Do you think I should call him tomorrow, though?"
"I think so. I'll call Kendra, too. How about we talk tomorrow night? We can compare notes. And we can see if we almost call at the same time again."
"Yeah. We'll see if it's exact and we get each other's voicemail."
She laughed. "That'd be something."
"It would be. So tomorrow night, then?"
"Sounds good. Talk to you then."
"Okay. See ya."
"Bye."
He hung up and wanted to smack his head against the countertops and then throw himself into the oven. What was wrong with him? He could have offered to buy her dinner or something with the excuse of talking about Zach and Kendra in person. Two perfect opportunities in one day, and he'd let both fly right out the window. Stupid!
As his pizza heated, he headed upstairs to email Mr. Baxter a few paragraphs about their adventure. He left out the part about Zach, Kendra, and the blonde girl for now because he wanted to talk to Zach before he brought anything up. He promised some good pictures. He knew he and Whisper had plenty, and he couldn't imagine Zach and Kendra didn't capture anything, even if they weren't as creeped out.
About a minute after he sent it, Mr. Baxter replied. It was short and simple. "Great! I can't wait to see them and hear your stories first-hand. We'll talk Monday after school." He noticed Mr. Baxter had ignored his question about the farmer ghost calling him and Whisper Ghost Betweens, and how they'd talked to the ghost in their minds. Fine. He'd make sure that was answered on Monday.
He forwarded the message to Zach, Kendra, and Whisper, and then put his computer to sleep. The pizza smelled about done.
Chapter 12
Josh wiped his hands on his shorts and stood up from the bench press. Not bad. Eight reps at 200 pounds. He could do more, but didn't need to blow anything out today. He loved early spring football. Weights on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and some sort of running exercise on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The best part was they were out of there right when the bell rang. Come football practice in the fall, they'd be on the field until early evening, usually after dark.
He stood back while Zach spotted Greg, another receiver on the team. Greg wouldn't have any trouble with the weight, so Josh zoned out for a minute. It'd been a nice day. Zach and Kendra had been their normal chatty selves, and Whisper had been extra flirty with him. He had no doubt she'd go out with him now; it was just a matter of waiting for that perfect opportunity to ask. They'd talked for an hour on the phone both Saturday and Sunday. After comparing their phone calls to Zach and Kendra, which they found quite similar--both Zach and Kendra had been in a hurry to get off the phone, but otherwise sounded fine--they'd talked about each other for the rest of the hour, and then again on Sunday. By the end of the call on Sunday, he'd felt confident about going out with her, but since they couldn't really do anything during the week, he figured it'd be better to ask in person. It was eerie, really, how well he got on with her. He'd never been able to talk with girls, except Kendra. But she was like a sister, not a real girl.
"Earth to Josh, Earth to Josh." He shook his head and saw Zach waving him over to the bicep curl bars.
"Sorry. Off in my own little world."
Zach and Greg chuckled, and as he walked over to them, he ran into Bill Jefferson, one of the starting linebackers. "Watch where you're going, Hart." He said it with a snarl on his face, but a smile in his eyes. Though they'd never been real friends, he and Bill had always been on good terms.
"Sorry, Jefferson. Wouldn't want to hurt the stud linebacker."
"I was worried more
"How much more blatant does the girl need to be?" a voice in the back of his mind, which sounded an awful lot like a mix between Kendra and Zach, shouted.
"Yeah, I guess we are. He said he'd see me on Monday. Do you think I should call him tomorrow, though?"
"I think so. I'll call Kendra, too. How about we talk tomorrow night? We can compare notes. And we can see if we almost call at the same time again."
"Yeah. We'll see if it's exact and we get each other's voicemail."
She laughed. "That'd be something."
"It would be. So tomorrow night, then?"
"Sounds good. Talk to you then."
"Okay. See ya."
"Bye."
He hung up and wanted to smack his head against the countertops and then throw himself into the oven. What was wrong with him? He could have offered to buy her dinner or something with the excuse of talking about Zach and Kendra in person. Two perfect opportunities in one day, and he'd let both fly right out the window. Stupid!
As his pizza heated, he headed upstairs to email Mr. Baxter a few paragraphs about their adventure. He left out the part about Zach, Kendra, and the blonde girl for now because he wanted to talk to Zach before he brought anything up. He promised some good pictures. He knew he and Whisper had plenty, and he couldn't imagine Zach and Kendra didn't capture anything, even if they weren't as creeped out.
About a minute after he sent it, Mr. Baxter replied. It was short and simple. "Great! I can't wait to see them and hear your stories first-hand. We'll talk Monday after school." He noticed Mr. Baxter had ignored his question about the farmer ghost calling him and Whisper Ghost Betweens, and how they'd talked to the ghost in their minds. Fine. He'd make sure that was answered on Monday.
He forwarded the message to Zach, Kendra, and Whisper, and then put his computer to sleep. The pizza smelled about done.
Chapter 12
Josh wiped his hands on his shorts and stood up from the bench press. Not bad. Eight reps at 200 pounds. He could do more, but didn't need to blow anything out today. He loved early spring football. Weights on Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and some sort of running exercise on Tuesdays and Thursdays. The best part was they were out of there right when the bell rang. Come football practice in the fall, they'd be on the field until early evening, usually after dark.
He stood back while Zach spotted Greg, another receiver on the team. Greg wouldn't have any trouble with the weight, so Josh zoned out for a minute. It'd been a nice day. Zach and Kendra had been their normal chatty selves, and Whisper had been extra flirty with him. He had no doubt she'd go out with him now; it was just a matter of waiting for that perfect opportunity to ask. They'd talked for an hour on the phone both Saturday and Sunday. After comparing their phone calls to Zach and Kendra, which they found quite similar--both Zach and Kendra had been in a hurry to get off the phone, but otherwise sounded fine--they'd talked about each other for the rest of the hour, and then again on Sunday. By the end of the call on Sunday, he'd felt confident about going out with her, but since they couldn't really do anything during the week, he figured it'd be better to ask in person. It was eerie, really, how well he got on with her. He'd never been able to talk with girls, except Kendra. But she was like a sister, not a real girl.
"Earth to Josh, Earth to Josh." He shook his head and saw Zach waving him over to the bicep curl bars.
"Sorry. Off in my own little world."
Zach and Greg chuckled, and as he walked over to them, he ran into Bill Jefferson, one of the starting linebackers. "Watch where you're going, Hart." He said it with a snarl on his face, but a smile in his eyes. Though they'd never been real friends, he and Bill had always been on good terms.
"Sorry, Jefferson. Wouldn't want to hurt the stud linebacker."
"I was worried more
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