Writinfg Stories

"So are you gonna come over?" Shawn asked with a devilish grin. "I don't know. I might." I was trying this new thing of playing hard to get. I'm still not sure if I know what I'm doing, but it's always a try. "You might huh?" He scooted closer gently placing a strand of hair behind my ear. Instant chills traveled though my ghostly body. "Mhmm." I swallowed deep knowing I can give in to him any moment. "I'll see you in a bit then. What time?" He asked. "3:05." I quickly responded. "3:05? What an odd and random number. And one way to be oddly specific." He looked absolutely confused but that's what I needed from him. "3:05 in the afternoon? Or morning?" He asked once more. "I guess you'll just have to wait and see." I smiled standing up and grabbing my book bag and headed right out the restaurant.