Based on Fine,Great by Modern Baseball

As you held the phone up to your ear for the hundredth time, it finally started to ring. "What's up hot stuff," Reggie said as he wiped his tears away. "Are you alright? You haven't answered your phone all day," as you mumbled on, Reggie cut in. "I'm okay, I don't need you to call me all the time like you're my mother." After that, the line went dead, making you sigh and flop back onto your bed.

You sat next to Reggie on the bench, his arm around your shoulder as he scrolled through his phone. A frustrated sigh came out of his mouth as he locked the screen. "Damn phone and always crashing when I'm on Instagram," He grumbled as he pulled his arm back to his side. Both his hands were now on the phone as he complained to you, trying to fix it. You two sat there for a total of almost 20 minutes as he kept playing with his phone. As you guys made your way to Pop's, Reggie started to talk about the Bulldogs and how they were determined to win their game tomorrow.

Tears filled your eyes as you looked at the boy in front of you. "Oh stop crying, you knew we weren't going to last," Reggie said as he looked at you. His face was as blank as it always was, showing no signs of empathy. "I didn't know that Reggie. But I should have," you said as you pushed through the crowd of kids in the hall. Reggie walked off to the opposite end of the school, wanting to get out of there as fast as possible before anyone asked any questions.

As you laid in your bed, your phone lit up. You groaned and reached for it, tears welling back up as you looked at who it was. As quick as the name popped up, it was gone. After typing in your password, you checked your call logs. It showed a missed call from Reggie. A sigh escaped your lips as you thought about calling him and making sure he was okay. Before you could, another name popped up on your screen, bringing a smile to your face. Sweetest of the Pea's is calling.