Zenith
On September 1st, after school, meet me at Richard’s.
I froze seeing the message displayed on my phone. I blinked a couple of times to make sure my mind wasn’t playing games with me. Did she really want to meet? A wave of excitement washed over me. I couldn’t believe it. C, my mysterious kitty, was finally ready to meet in person. My fingers flew across the keyboard as I typed a reply.
Z: I can’t wait, kitty. I’ll be there.
I stared at the message for a moment before hitting send. My heart was racing, and I could hardly contain my joy. The thought of finally meeting her in person made my chest swell with anticipation.
The reply came almost immediately.
C: I’m a little nervous, but I’m looking forward to it too.
Z: Don’t be nervous. You have nothing to worry about, everything
