TITLE: Nolie Blue, Offline
GENRE: MIddle Grade
I stare at my phone in the dark, waiting.
One second, 7 LIKES.
Five seconds, 12 LIKES.
Ten seconds, 24 LIKES. All for a photo of the night sky I just posted on Snappypic. On my screen, the moon glows like a pale egg as it rises over our backyard fence. I love the moon. I love LIKES even more.
But…wait. I’m only up to 67 LIKES after thirty seconds. Only 67 LIKES? Are my followers in a coma or something? I refresh the page. And…
I gasp. I feel dizzy. I may fall out of bed. Maybe I’m sick. I might as well be. Less than five hours ago, I told my parents I was sick after they asked me to clean up the ENTIRE kitchen by myself. But now I’m sick of Snappypic.
Stay calm, Nolie Blue.
15 seconds and only 22 more LIKES.
I shake my phone as if that might help.
This is tragic.
Maybe I need to turn it off and on? A yawn escapes me. It’s almost midnight on a Sunday. I bunch up my pillow. Yank my comforter. If my parents find out I’m up, they’ll take away Floyd (that’s my phone’s name). I’d die of total frustration and absolute hopelessness.
I listen for them. Ugh. They’re still downstairs. They should be asleep, too. Which means they’ll probably check on me soon. Which means I should turn off Floyd.
I text Ella Fuentes: Did you see my photo? I add a smiling emoji.