Calista
Name, name, name. What was that guy’s name? Does it even matter at this point? I’m probably never going to see him again, so why was I so worried about not knowing his name? Maybe because I gave him mine? Is that why? But I didn’t even give him my proper name, just a nickname that people use because my name was too damn long.
“Cali, are you still with me? You should’ve just told me you couldn't come because you were occupied.” Mimi’s sulky voice filtered through me. I was currently aware of my situation and I stood up straighter from where I was leaning on the clothes rack.
When Mimi called me to ask me to meet with her, I thought it was about something important. Well, maybe her first news was but I didn’t think shopping for clothes was one. Well, if you go by her books, mayb
