Nightride

Makoto's legs swung back and forth over the edge of her bed. She couldn't remember the last time she had been this nervous. Ann had called her out of the blue to ask if she wanted to study for exams together. Makoto had invited Ann over faster than she could think better of it. She chewed at her bottom lip. What was she thinking? Her heart was about to beat out of her chest, and Ann wasn't even here yet. Ann said she'd be over "soon." When exactly was soon? Makoto flopped back on her mattress, thoroughly exasperated with herself and letting out a long sigh. She was overthinking this.