Athena sent out a text, then another, then another, and before she knew it, she was home and had send 58 texts, and received 67, over the course of 5 different conversations.
She was talking to Jessica about cheerleading, to Tom Wells about something she wasn't sure, but she felt like he was into her. To Zoe, who wasn't returning her texts as fast as she would like, about the freaky changes that had happened. To her mom about coming home and her plans for the night, and finally Tiffany had send her some pics of cloths that Athena just had to see. (to which Athena replied that she thought they were super cute)
Her fingers were moving on there own, it was an instinct, say things to people, converse, and maybe even flirt a little bit without really meaning to. It was like a floodgate within her had been opened, she had to share everything, she had to know everything. She sort of wanted that top that Tiffany had sent her a picture of.
Her heart was beating like a hummingbird, Zoe was waiting for her outside her house. with a yellow sticky in her hand.
