Owen
There. All charting done. I checked my phone. Lorraine's class should have ended over two hours ago. Still no call or text from her though. Perhaps she had gone to lunch with a new friend. But even so, my mate was usually very good at letting me know what her plans were. I didn't want to bother her, but I couldn't help the nagging feeling inside me. It was nearly after three when I finally decided to call her.
It rang once...twice...
"Oh my god, Owen, I'm so sorry!!" Lorraine said by a way of greeting.
"It's fine," I chuckled. "Are you doing okay?"
"Yes, great actually, I'm still in my classroom." She said, and from her tone of voice I could tell she was blushing.
"Still in class? Long day for you." I mused, packing up my laptop at the coffee shop I had been posted at for t
