Maya’s alarm woke her up with a series of skull piercing chirps. That was the default alarm sound for her palmtop and she was yet to figure out how to change it. Scrambling from under her warm blanket pile, she managed to shut it off and stare blearily at the screen.
Since when was it March? She wondered. Apparently for several days now.
In her sleep-haze, she continued to ponder this dumbly while climbing out of bed.
It was never the plan to stay so long, but she liked it so much at the Institute. Her power and control class was shaping up to be a treat rather than a chore, thanks to Ms. Keyes and Ms. Brant’s lesson plans, she was starting to make friends; getting along very well with Joy and Steampunk, and through Steampunk, Kura and Tammy, and she never thought she’d feel as safe anywhere after what happened to her parents.
She dragged herself out of bed and laid out her favorite hoodie and sweats for when she got out of the shower. Her mind was still on her many blessings over the year.
Not everything was perfect, of course; there was Betty, who seemed to … Continue reading