intentions

The two of them never really talked before the second Friday in December. That was the day he called her up, out of the blue, on a rainy night when the roads were freezing over and he knew there was no where to go. Home was a boring place.
He was flipping through the names in his phone and stopped on hers.
Really the only reason he called was to see if she'd pick up. It was mostly curiosity.
The two of them had known each other--better stated they had known of each other--for some time now. They had some of the same friends. They sometimes went to the same spots on weekend nights. They had helped each other with a few projects, for school and work. But the thing that forced them to take notice of one another was the day when he asked out her best friend, and she agreed to dinner. Thats when they really statred to see more of each other.
Months before the night he called her, he and her best friend had ended the "affair" and went their seperate ways. Communication, after that, had broke down.
But now he was bored, and, as stated, curious to see what this name in his phone--this dusty number beside it, untouched for months and neglected because of breakup malice--was up to.
He was almost surprised when she picked up.
It became more interesting when she herself agreed to dinner.
Then it happened again. It turned out they really had a lot in common. Who knew.
He started calling more.
She did the same.
And they both ACTUALLY returned each others calls.
I met them a couple of nights ago.
I think they've fallen in love with each other, thats what it looked like, to me anyways.
Funny, thing, though.
He still likes her best friend.
She's been eyeing up his.
I wonder what intentions each of them have with each other.
I wonder why they return each other's calls.
She has a screen saver on her computer, of a red frog jumping around on lilly pads, one to the next.