Going home
Mikaela could tell that something was wrong. That night, when Justin got home from the mall, he dropped his jacket on the floor and sat on his bed, sighing heavily. He’d really wished tonight would have ended differently.
It was going well until Ben showed up, talking about Space Invaders and high scores. “It’s official,” said Justin. “I hate Space Invaders.” His phone buzzed from within his pocket, and when he pulled it out, her name appeared on his screen. Hitting the green button, he lifted his phone to his ear, “Hello?”