Car

Tammy looked at her phone. She didn’t feel like taking the bus, checking the time. She had off block her first period, and understandably hung out with her friends in the morning. Not saying that she didn’t ever have one, but she was currently without a boyfriend. One of her crushes was a friend of one of hers. She only ever knew him as Mac. Whenever she hung out with her friend who knows him, she’d learn a new fact or story about him. It was almost tradition that she saw her in the morning, among others.

She sloppily picked up her backpack off the ground. Tammy swung her keys off the key rack and headed out the door. She put her medium wet hair behind her shoulders and sat in her car. She dropped her pack in the back seat and started the car. Lazily, she drove into the school parking lot. Her friends were gathered in a circle. She got out and inspected their activity. They seemed to be…