8:16:57, April 14th, My House, 2020

I was a little scared of another week starting in our Sophomore Year. I mean all my friends were at school but it was still scary. You would never know what's going to happen or what the teachers are like until you meet them. My mom told me that I had to walk to school because she had a job interview, going the complete opposite way to where my school was. I don't mind walking; I mean it's not my favourite thing. As I reached the end of the road I could see the school, the nerves rushing through my body as I approached. I took a deep breath and continued walking. As I arrived, I saw Sage, her hair in an auburn ponytail with a warm summer dress on. We made eye contact as she ran towards me like something was chasing her. she dived into me and gave me a Sage hug. It felt like I hadn't seen her in so long but it's been like 2 days since Friday.

"Have you noticed, Brooklynn?" she questioned me, smiling. She was pointing down at her feet.

I looked down at her feet to see her wearing her new pair of converse shoes.

"they look, great," I hesitated, trying not to make it obvious that I didn't care as much. I looked down at my watch; 8:45am, "Let's find the others." I told Sage, and we both headed towards our usual spot.

9:08:24, April 14th, NYC High School, 2020

"If pizza was a dessert option, what would the toppings be?" Earl asked mysteriously as he read his daily questions from his phone.

Our circle of friends ooed as if it was the hardest question in the universe. Sage, my closest friend, sat and stared with her hands cupping her face like her whole life had been a lie until now. Maddison only laughed, laughing like she always does at Earls questions. Jordan, the most intelligent of us all, laughed as well.

"That's already a thing Earl," he stated, googling his answer on his phone and showing Earl, "It was pretty much invented like a decade ago." Earl looked at Jordan in disgust.

"It's not my fault they already invented it," Earl said, agitated, "What would your toppings be?"

I laughed at the little war. I decided to state my answer, "Oreos, Chocolate, Cream, Malteasers and Caramel sauce." The whole group moaned in hunger.

"That sounds so good Brooklynn," Sage slurred, wanting to eat the pizza now, "I'd have ice cream and brownies as well."

The whole group completely lost it as the bell rang. We all began walking to class.