It takes staring up at the ceiling later in the night, trying to sleep for a good two hours for me to grab my phone off the charger and text Zayne.
Me
Are you up?
Zayne
I am now.
Why?
Did you have a question about the play?
Me
No.
How long have you and Carlton hated each other?
Zayne
LOL
What’s this about, Dot?
Me
I just don’t understand why he hates you so much
Why you hate him
Zayne
Well
I guess it started when we were in middle school
Carlton stole my homework and put his name on it
Turned it in and everything.
The teacher knew it was mine because my letters were facing the wrong direction. You know, with me being dyslexic and all
Anyway, Carlton got detention and somehow it was my fault for ruining his clean record
Me
LOL
Are you kidding me?
Zayne
Nope
Me
So that’s it?
