And don't it feel good
With Sunny’s best friend staking out the cafeteria, she had decided to hunker down in the game room to kill time between classes. There were a few things Mariah was exceptionally good at, and they included gossiping, making a party out of nothing, and asking questions that led to Sunny’s face turning the spectacular colors of a red sunset. All in all, not really things Sunny was up for at the moment when all she wanted to do was cut out of campus and go home to speed through her homework before her shift at the comic book store; she was getting stupidly close to having enough money for a motorcycle she saw listed for sale in town.
Plopping down with her back to the wall near the old pinball machine, Sunny flipped open her bag and yanked out a textbook and a notebook. If she was going to be waiting around for her next class in an hour, then homework might as well get done now too. But then she’d eventually have to go suffer through her actual last class of the day.
Being in the middle of the school day, the game room stayed relatively empty. Ideally, that would mean Sunny was able to focus on her schoolwork, instead of being distracted by Mariah’s ramblings about the next big party they should be going to (which Sunny had no intention of going to). Instead, the silence let Sunny’s mind wander, and as it almost always did, her thoughts went straight to her boyfriend, who was at work currently, so no, she shouldn’t text him right now. But apparently her phone had other ideas, because it definitely teleported into her hands, and the messaging app opened immediately. Yeah, that’s definitely what happened.
Sunny groaned and picked up her stuff to go on the hunt for a spot in the room where she could still pester Sky—if he had his phone on him. She definitely didn’t intend to get up on the pool table; no, it was more a matter of curiosity if being higher would get her a better signal. It didn’t, but she did overbalance and almost fall just as someone walked into the room. So there was that social victory.
Her face instantly warmed, and Sunny shoved her phone into her pocket, brushing off the pool table with her hands as she slid off it as casually as possible. “Heyyyy, just…testing the quality. Super solid. I definitely get it ten stars…” She smiled a bit awkwardly at the guy. “I’m Sunny.”