Memory #175

I was a senior in high school who had just moved to town. My mom answered the phone, and it was for me. When I found out it was this dorky twenty year old guy from our church, I dreaded answering. I whispered, "No! Tell him I'm not here!" She refused, and after 5 minutes of arguing, I finally picked up. It was embarrassingly obvious. He asked if I wanted to hang out, and I said I couldn't because I was going to the beach with my family that day. I feel bad that I wasn't kinder and more sure of myself.