that we forgot to eat lunch. The bell rang, and we both looked up and realized that we hadn’t taken one bite out of our food, and lunch was already over. We laughed and promised to meet again for lunch tomorrow. I can’t wait to talk to him again. He’s not like any guy I ever met. He’s witty, and wise, and oh my goodness—he’s cute too. I’ve got to get my homework done in a hurry—we’ve got a one-on-one session scheduled on the computer at nine tonight. I can’t believe this—I can’t wait. What is happening to me? I gotta call Destiny!
14.
Phone Call
Just as Romi picked up the phone to call Destiny, it rang. “Hey, Destiny,” Romi greeted her. “I was just getting ready to call you.”
“Well, Romi, you know I’ve been working on developing my psychic abilities. With you, it’s easy. Something happened today. Tell me!”
Romi was never really sure if Destiny was just lucky, or if she really did have some extrasensory abilities. “How did you know?” she asked in amazement.
“When will you learn to appreciate my psychic powers?” Destiny replied. “Spill it, girl.”
“I met the dude from the Internet,” Romi began. “I had lunch with him,” she added, just to agitate Destiny even more.
“You what? Are you crazy? Where? When?”
“At school.” Romi was enjoying this—making Destiny crazy with questions.
“You met a grown man at school? Have you lost your mind?”
“I thought you were psychic,” teased Romi.
“I am, but you’re messing up the interstellar vibes.”
“He’s no grown man. He’s the same age as we are.”
“A sixteen-year-old is a sexual stalker?” Destiny was totally confused.
Romi laughed out loud. “I keep telling you. He’s not a stalker or a pervert. He’s the new kid—the one who transferred here from Texas a few weeks ago.”
“The one who dyed Ben’s nose to match his hair?”
“Yeah, that’s the one. And he didn’t mean to hit Ben.”
“He’s the one you’ve been talking to?”
“Yeah, and all the time he was going to school right here.”
“Talk about psychic,” Destiny said in admiration. “You got the stars with you, girl. This is too freaky. What’s his sign?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t ask.”
Destiny screamed into the phone, “How many times do I have to tell you. That’s the
first
thing you ask. How are you gonna know if you’re compatible or not?”
“We just talked,” Romi replied, unconcerned. “That seemed compatible enough. He’s fun to talk to. And Destiny, he is so fine!”
“I hear you, girl. And I have not heard this from you before. He’s gotta be an Aries or a Sagittarius—those are the fire signs. Since you are a Leo, you know that’s your best bet unless you want to go with your opposite, which is an Aquarius—something I would not advise! Fire and water do not mix, girlfriend.”
“You’re nuts, Destiny. He could be an Aquarius. I don’t know.”
“How can you have lunch with a dude and not be sure of his sign?”
“I’ll find out for you, OK? Relax. All I did was eat lunch with him one day. We didn’t make wedding plans.” Romi laughed.
“I sure hope his sign is compatible—this may be your soul mate.”
“Don’t get carried away, Destiny,” warned Romi. “I’m not sure if I believe in all that stuff you do about soul mates. All I know is … he’s really … really … I can’t put my finger on it, but he makes me feel special.”
“Uh-oh! The special finger feeling. I sure hope that Scientific Soul Mate System package arrives soon. Looks like we’re gonna need it!”
“Maybe not …,” mused Romi.
“Girl, I may have to get my cards out for you. You’re movin’ into serious territory awfully quick. You eating with him again tomorrow?”
“I think so. I hope so.” Romi could feel herself blushing.
“Oh, no—now she’s hoping! I hate that I have to make up that test at lunch tomorrow. Meet me at my locker after school. And find out his
14.
Phone Call
Just as Romi picked up the phone to call Destiny, it rang. “Hey, Destiny,” Romi greeted her. “I was just getting ready to call you.”
“Well, Romi, you know I’ve been working on developing my psychic abilities. With you, it’s easy. Something happened today. Tell me!”
Romi was never really sure if Destiny was just lucky, or if she really did have some extrasensory abilities. “How did you know?” she asked in amazement.
“When will you learn to appreciate my psychic powers?” Destiny replied. “Spill it, girl.”
“I met the dude from the Internet,” Romi began. “I had lunch with him,” she added, just to agitate Destiny even more.
“You what? Are you crazy? Where? When?”
“At school.” Romi was enjoying this—making Destiny crazy with questions.
“You met a grown man at school? Have you lost your mind?”
“I thought you were psychic,” teased Romi.
“I am, but you’re messing up the interstellar vibes.”
“He’s no grown man. He’s the same age as we are.”
“A sixteen-year-old is a sexual stalker?” Destiny was totally confused.
Romi laughed out loud. “I keep telling you. He’s not a stalker or a pervert. He’s the new kid—the one who transferred here from Texas a few weeks ago.”
“The one who dyed Ben’s nose to match his hair?”
“Yeah, that’s the one. And he didn’t mean to hit Ben.”
“He’s the one you’ve been talking to?”
“Yeah, and all the time he was going to school right here.”
“Talk about psychic,” Destiny said in admiration. “You got the stars with you, girl. This is too freaky. What’s his sign?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t ask.”
Destiny screamed into the phone, “How many times do I have to tell you. That’s the
first
thing you ask. How are you gonna know if you’re compatible or not?”
“We just talked,” Romi replied, unconcerned. “That seemed compatible enough. He’s fun to talk to. And Destiny, he is so fine!”
“I hear you, girl. And I have not heard this from you before. He’s gotta be an Aries or a Sagittarius—those are the fire signs. Since you are a Leo, you know that’s your best bet unless you want to go with your opposite, which is an Aquarius—something I would not advise! Fire and water do not mix, girlfriend.”
“You’re nuts, Destiny. He could be an Aquarius. I don’t know.”
“How can you have lunch with a dude and not be sure of his sign?”
“I’ll find out for you, OK? Relax. All I did was eat lunch with him one day. We didn’t make wedding plans.” Romi laughed.
“I sure hope his sign is compatible—this may be your soul mate.”
“Don’t get carried away, Destiny,” warned Romi. “I’m not sure if I believe in all that stuff you do about soul mates. All I know is … he’s really … really … I can’t put my finger on it, but he makes me feel special.”
“Uh-oh! The special finger feeling. I sure hope that Scientific Soul Mate System package arrives soon. Looks like we’re gonna need it!”
“Maybe not …,” mused Romi.
“Girl, I may have to get my cards out for you. You’re movin’ into serious territory awfully quick. You eating with him again tomorrow?”
“I think so. I hope so.” Romi could feel herself blushing.
“Oh, no—now she’s hoping! I hate that I have to make up that test at lunch tomorrow. Meet me at my locker after school. And find out his
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