Chloe Garcia sighed, put aside a thick book of prelim practices and looked over to her phone. She opened up Whatsapp and tapped on her best friend, Florence's contact.
Chloe: sup
Chloe: really bored
Chloe: really hate homework
Chloe: whats up
Flo: Doing homework too.
Flo: I wanna die! 😵
Flo: How was career today?
Chloe: ugh
Chloe: just one big lecture on you need to go to university and work hard to become a lawyer or doctor or something
Chloe: honestly I wanna be an artist
Flo: That's really cool though.
Flo: I've seen the stuff you turn in for the competitions.
Flo: They're actually really neat and imaginative.
Flo: I think you have a really great future in that!
Chloe: thanks
Chloe: i expect youll be a politician or something
Chloe: lil miss head of the debate team
Flo: 😊
Flo: That's true.
Flo: Sometimes I look at the newspaper and want to scream because everyone is doing everything wrong!
Flo: I just really want to change things.
Chloe: call me when you r president
Chloe: and when i'm a twenty seven has been working at McDonald's
Flo: Don't think that!
Flo: Art is important.
Flo: You could change someone with your art!
Flo: You could inspire them to do whatever they dream of.
Flo: Art is important!
Chloe: thanks miss motivational speech
Flo: Hello, Miss Cynic.
Chloe: OOOo0oO
Chloe: g8 burn m8
Chloe reached to type another message about Flo's obvious crush on David Brahms, but was interrupted by a sudden rise in temperature.
Chloe (draft) : is it hot or is it jus
She never gets to finish the text.
C'mon, c'mon,
With everything falling down around me
I'd like to believe in all the possibilities.
