Plan A

Jodie gets up from her seat and bolts towards the mounted payphone. Fishing a quarter out of her pocket, she pays the fee for one phon call.

"Department of Paranormal Activities, may I help you?" Doris, the receptionist responds. "H-hi, Doris. It's Jodie, is Nathan Dawkins there?" Jodie asks. "No, Jodie. Nathan's out and Cole Freeman's taking his calls." Doris says with an informative condescending tone. "Could you connect me, please?" Jodie asks hurriedly.

Cole was awoken from a nap by the sound of his phone ringing. Thinking it was his co-workers wanting him to bar hop with them, he answers. "Sup." Jodie was overjoyed to hear a familiar voice. "Cole I..I need help." "Jodie, how's the party?" Asks Cole, clueless of Jodie's trouble. "There was no party, not for me anyway." Jodie said tearing up. Cole bows his head and swears under his breathe. "Damn. Where are you?" Jodie instinctively looked at her surroundings."At the bar where you dropped me off."

The drive back Home was quiet Jodie couldn't shake the guilt she had, feeling that what happened was all her fault. How will she tell Nathan? Does he already know? Thoughts filled in her mind as Jodie leaned her head by the car window watching the stars dance in the midnight sky.