Cheerful

I woke up the next morning to the ringing of my phone. I took the phone from on top my bedside drawer. I smiled see it's green eyes calling. I kind of saved his number on my phone as green eyes. Jason, feels so boring. I think his mother should have called him green eyes.

"Hey, good morning." My voice came out husky and groggy. It sounded weird.

"Wow, I never knew your voice would sound so lovely on the phone, in the morning. I would have been calling you a really long time." I blushed at his words. His voice is naturally fresh unlike mine. Ugh.

"Ohh please, don't try lying to me. I know how my voice sounds right now, and I know it's not close to being beautiful or lovely." I sat up on the bed, yawning a little.

"How can I possibly be lying, when it's the truth." 

I groaned, climbing down my bed and wore my slippers, "Jason, please... I'm not ready for your tricks or anything that has to do wit