I got off the bus stop today, across the street from the townhomes I live in. I walk a few steps across the street and suddenly hear my name being called. Or what I think was my name.

I stopped at the other end of the street, looked back and saw two girls trying to get across the street. I waited for them to cross. The one who I think called my name came running to me and saw me.

She looked confused.

I said, "Oh, you're looking for my brother?"

She replied, "Ah, yeah"

I then said, "I thought you said my name, you scared me!"

And I left.

Wow, my brother has many friends.