At Full Speed [3]

(Malory)

It’s Saturday night. My shift at Nadine’s has finally ended and I’m finally heading home.

It’s cold.

It just keeps getting colder and colder as the days go by. I pass familiar people and familiar streets; I hum to myself the song that I have to sing for the play, over and over again until I get it right.

I make it home safely.

I unlock the door and step inside, shutting it and dragging my boots against the doormat to get some snow off of it. I pull the scarf off from around my neck. I switch on the lights. I head upstairs. I drop my bag on the floor and flop backwards onto my bed to lie like I’m making a snow angel. I stare at my ceiling.

What time is it?

I check my phone. It’s not that late.

The WIFI lags before I’m actually able to see what I’ve missed online while I was out. I’ve gotten messages from Olivia and Katy, and some from other school friends.

I check the girl’s group chat first.

Olive: I’M GOING ON A DATE