Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-72.205.23.158-20191126141235/@comment-64.114.223.138-20191128195459

Evie sat up straight, paying as much attention possible to stop from falling asleep. It had already been late by the time she was home, and it didn't help that she spent an hour thinking about the dance, that kid they met, and Chris. . . Evie pinched herself. Her mind was wandering again. She refocused herself on the star charts she was supposed to be studying.

She already couldn't wait until lunch. She wanted to talk to. . . wait, she had detention. She'd almost forgotten how mad her parents were at her for sneaking out to the roof at foxfire that night.

But. . . she could skip it, right? She was agood kid, and besides, her parents had probably already forgot. And the detention supervisors didn't show up half the time, anyway.

-Chloe