I spent most of the day nervously checking my phone. From the time Taylor woke me up to ask about carpooling through all my classes. I checked my messages under my desk any time I thought the teacher wasn’t looking. I went to the bathroom between classes just to make sure I wasn’t missing anything. I continuously refreshed my phone and even restarted it once.
At first, I didn’t want to hear from mom. She’s done enough already. But as the day wore on, it became weirder and weirder not to hear from her. Did she even notice we were gone?
Plus, I knew my phone was working because Alex kept texting me all day. Jokes about his literature class then a question about physics. Even during chemistry when we were together, he started texting me creep shots he too
