Zepotha

Adrenaline

Alaine stomps up the stairs and into her room, slamming the door as loud as possible. She screams into her pillow for a good 15 seconds. The muscles in her hands twitch as she squeezes the pillow as hard as possible.
When she finally sits up on her bed, her hairs a mess and her chapstick is over lining her lips slightly.
"All I wanted was to spend on day with my best friend and I can't? I'm not gunna get stoned like Cole after hanging out with his girlfriend for one day." Alaine protests quietly. She slams her pillow against her mattress, making a loud thud. Adrenaline and anger pierce through her.
She looks around her room and her gaze lays on her phone.
'We just made plans, I can't immediately cancel them' Alaine thinks.
She crawls over to her bed side table, her hand reaching out for the phone before she stops.
She puts her hand back down and plops down on her bed. Her mind chases ways to make the situation more bearable but there's nothing. The adrenaline rush dies down and now there's nothing left but her body, limp, on her bed.
        'We'll figure it out tomorrow'