Get Out Of Here: A Short Story

“What? Get out of here... She did not.” I told her actually feeling a little embarrassed for not having known any of this. “It’s true, I’ve seen many pictures of you as you grew up in Alabama.” Katelyn said, but then she added, “I think that may have also even been the reason I felt myself subconsciously drawn to you when I saw you sitting there by yourself in the cafeteria. Either that or I’ve just got a soft spot to take pity on friendless dorks.” “Hey, well, I don’t know anything about all of that.” I told her now eagerly wanting to change the conversation off of me being a friendless loser. “But, for now, let’s get this little guy’s bed all set up in the garage, and get out of here before my mama or step daddy comes home early.” We then left the living room and as we passed through the kitchen, just as we headed out to the garage with the box, blanket, and a saucer of milk I had gathered for the kitten, the phone began to ring. Katelyn looked at me like, aren’t you going to answer it? And, as if reading her mind I said, “Let the answering machine get it. We can’t let anyone know were here, remember?” and then after the fourth ring the machine had picked up. …show more content…
If I recall correctly her message went something like this, “Hello, this is Carol Coalaski from the Mount Harrison High School attendance office. I’m calling to inquire about Cera being absent from school today. We will assume that she’s home sick, but we’ll be expecting her back at school tomorrow unless otherwise informed of her further being absent. If you are unaware of Cera being absence from school today, or have any questions, please give us a call back at,” and then the attendance lady left the number for the school’s attendance office before ending the