Tari had been going to show Todd to the drop-in center’s phone when Matthias, one of the other volunteers at the center, had tossed Todd his phone to use. Instead, Tari headed into the back room to grab a broom and dustpan, kicking an empty trashcan into the main room. The young woman looked around, suppressing a sigh. The place was completely trashed—shards of glass and wood were littered among the overturned shelves and other things on the floor.
she thought as she began to sweep up, doing her best to separate the undamaged things from the broken ones, carefully shaking out the blankets in an effort to rid them of glass shards. She knicked one of her fingers on a particularly nasty piece and swore. Oh, but chemistry lab will be fun with hurt fingers.
Her phone buzzed in her pocket a few hours later, and she set her broom aside—with the help of the center volunteers and a good many of the wayward and homeless, and Todd—they were almost done cleaning everything up. They’d need new windows, and a new door, and Tari chewed her lip as she thought about where the money would come from to pay for it, but the buzzing in her pocket reminded her of the task at hand.
She had two new text messages.
Waiting at your place,
read the first message. Where r u?
The second read, Do I even have the right house?
“Shoot!” Tari said, whirling and grabbing for her backpack. “Hey, guys,” she called as she hurried to the doorway, “I gotta go. I'm supposed to meet a friend from out of town today!”
Her headlights blinked and her car beeped as she unlocked the doors and slid into the driver's seat, tossing her backpack into the passenger seat beside her and starting up the engine. "Shoot, shoot, shoot," she muttered to herself over and over again. She hadn't seen Andrea in months, and she was only going to be in town for a few days.
Tari quickly turned out onto the road and sped towards home, dialing Andrea's number and holding the phone to her ear.
edited 8th Oct '12 4:43:50 PM by Windee
I added psychology to my biology.