the boy and his bicycle

the boy and his bicycle.
he missed his bussed to kandallah.
he wore mustard studied micro biology and owned a power blue bike.
I turned to leave and he called out 
could he have my number?
flustered and put on the post , I blurted out I didn't have one
I didn't own a phone
I was lying and started blushing
I had email.
I stupidly offered.
he walked away with it in his phone
thinking I was cooler than I am 
because I didn't have a phone
and 'he respected that'