One minute, thirty seven seconds.

I can't do this.

My knees are shaking.

My palms are sweaty.

I wipe them on the dress that's not mine.

Shake out my manicured fingers.

One minute, twenty nine seconds.

I glance around.

This cafeteria just had to be where my Meeting took place.

Of course.

One minute, eleven seconds.

There's someone else in this cafeteria as nervous as I am.

Someone else.

Someone else's clock says fifty six seconds.

Fifty five.

Fifty four.

I can't take this!

Mom said I should wait, but I can't.

I can't stay here.

I can't!

I jump up and gather my things.

Twenty four seconds.

Throw my jacket on.

Twenty seconds.

Walk calmly to the door.

Fifteen seconds.

Why is this cafeteria so packed?

Twelve seconds.

Why did I sit so far from the exits?

Three seconds.



Someone bumps my shoulder.

I whirl around to have my grey eyes meet brilliant blue.

He says, "Hello, luv. Guess we're soulmates, eh?"

The only thing I can think is that I'm glad my mom made me wear perfume this morning.