Saturdays are like... gifts from the gods. Assuming none of the teachers at Degrassi had sticks up their asses and assigned major projects over the weekends, Bianca was free from 3PM on Friday until at least 5PM on Sunday, when the homework crackdown began.
Saturdays were reserved for sleeping in. Letting her hair get wild. Dancing in her room. Reading.
After a Friday night glammed up and out, wrecking havoc on the town, it was something she'd always tried to do. Take time for herself. Dance class. Saturdays.
But this Saturday was different. She didn't want to be alone.
Wondering if Adam was awake--after all, it was still early for a weekend--she fumbled with her phone. Her mom was working, and no one else was home. Would it be cool to invite him over? Deep breath.
Couldn't hurt to ask, right?
I'm a be on the next level
I'm a be rockin' over that bass treble
- Writer Healing/Celebrating Alicia YT Day