Page 7 of This Time Around


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“Okay great, see you in a bit!” He hung up and she walked the short distance back to school, the pressure constricting her chest, momentarily eased.

***

That afternoon, her phone chirped with a text message.

Unknown number: We need to talk.

Well, that was a message no one wanted to receive. Like ever.

Maddy: Who dis? New phone.

Wow, she had completely forgotten the long ass time it took to type even the briefest of messages.

Unknown number: It’s the vampire lord.

Maddy stared at her screen. Had he just made a joke?

Maddy: I don’t believe you.

Unknown number: You’re gonna make this difficult, aren’t you?

Maddy: A little bit.

Unknown number: It’s Nate.

Maddy: Hi Nate! How is my fellow time-traveling pal?

Nate: Very low on patience and running lower by the second.

Maddy laughed softly as she imagined Nate’s grumpy face hunched over his phone. She couldn’t resist teasing him just a bit.

Maddy: Those frown lines are going to be permanently etched when you’re older.

Nate: Iamolder, Madison. That’s the problem.

Maddy: And this is your chance to strike pre-emptively so that your future self will reap the benefits.

Nate: Why am I feeling like this discussion is leading nowhere?

Maddy: Because you’re determined to be grouchy. I can feel your negative vibes all the way over here.

Nate:The situation calls for some negativity, don’t you think?

Maddy: Would you feel better if we met up and talked things out for a bit?

Nate: I don’t know. Is it going to be more talk about frown lines?

Maddy: I can’t promise it won’t be.

Nate: That’s what I’m afraid of.

Nate: But since it’s the lesser of two evils, I’m sending you my address.

Maddy: Woah, easy there.

Maddy: Is that a Netflix and chill kind of thing?

Nate: There is no Netflix.