Caitlyn
I WAS SPENT after studying the whole afternoon, until the sun was replaced by the moon. It was Friday night and all I had was my silver laptop that had a series of romcoms, waiting to be admired. After Savannah and I exchanged numbers before her cheer recital practice, she had been nonstop texting me and I felt weirded out, but slightly envious that she meshed well with people easily. She didn't even break a sweat while I would get a heart attack by a mere contact from anyone.
That was why I objected to mom's get together invite with the other women in the neighborhood. I undoubtedly didn't want to be scrutinized, they might even match me up with their nerdy sons. I shivered at the thought and my phone pinged for a new text.
Send me your location, Cait. I'll pick you up in half
