I press the green button on the phone and watch as it connects to Darcy's. Suddenly it stops, and an error message comes up on the screen:
Could not connect to service provider - number unreachable.
I smirk at my phone. Unreachable? Not this time!
Without even stopping to put my shoes on, I hop and skip down the street to Darcy's house. When I walk in, she's frowning at her computer, but when she sees me she smiles, and I smile back.
As I look over her shoulder at the computer screen, I hear something come through the letterbox. Picking it up, I realise that it's a leaflet for an audition.
Laughing, I hand a corner of the advert to Darcy, and together we tear it in half and throw it into the recycling bin. We don't need it anymore; our friendship is stronger than just a bond over a shared hobby.
The people at the theatre company were annoyed when I never showed up for the final audition. But I don't care, because my best friend means a lot to me and I'm sticking with her whether they like it or not.
YOU ARE READING
Unreachable
General FictionWhen you go to sleep, what happens if you don't wake up? It doesn't always mean you're dead, but it feels like it does. Friends and Family Anthology Part 4.
