| Jenna stood, poised by the phone niche in the hall. In her hand was the cordless phone, and a piece of braille paper on which Isaac's phone number was brailled. She'd asked for it in class. She didnt' quite understand it, but she felt at home with Isaac. Though he was hyper beyond control, at times, she liked his sense of humor, his energy, his zest for living life to the fullest extent. She wanted to have a playdate with him.
She turned the phone on.
Dialed the number.
Laid the paper on the kitchen table.
Plopped into a chair.
Hopped back up.
Tapped her bare toes on the wooden floor.
Waiting for a response.
The machine clicked on, and Isaac's voice filled her right ear.
"Hi! We're not home right now so leave us a message with your name and number and we'll call you back as soon as we can. Thanks bye!"
Jenna smiled, as the beep deafened her ear. Isaac was even hyper on the message machine!
"Hi, Isaac," she said eagerly, "it's me, Jenna. I was wondering if you'd wanna get together! So give me a call if you can. My number's 887-1235. Thanks! Bye!"
She hung up, heart racing excitedly.
Would Isaac call back, and would he want to get together sometime?
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