The Countdown

Chapter 2

I hear my alarm clock. I don't snooze it. I just let there. My brown eyes closed. I slowly open them and snooze the black clock. I didn't move. I just lied there. Staring at the ceiling. I look at my wrist at the gray screen attached. 1 week. 2 days. 2 hours. I lay my arm down on my white bed sheets. And I close my eyes. After a minute I open them again. And I finally sit up. I am not a morning person.

Luckily it's a Saturday. That means I am going to try to speed up my timer. If I get closer to him it speeds up. That is how my mom met my dad. It's fate. On your wrist.

I decided to start looking at the mall. That place is always really busy. I just keep looking at my wrist and all of the sudden it starts to speed up. Then I bump into a guy. And it starts counting up. We both stop and turn around. This could be the guy. We both walk towards each other and look up. "Hi I'm Sam. What number are you?" He says, blushing. "Hi I'm Kendra. I'm #297." I say. Looking into his eyes. "Oh. I'm sorry. I'm #298. I thought..." he trails off. He looks upset and walks away. So close.

Later that day I meet up with Mike. We both hate the idea that we have to marry someone that we don't choose. We aren't allowed to date anyone unless it's the guy/girl we have to marry. It's sucks. I want to be like it was 100s of years ago before all of this crap.