— Oh Jenna —

After giving me a short tour of the house, Mrs. Reed guides me upstairs into my room.

The bed is a queen, covered with nice white bedding. Two small windows are on either side of the bed, as well as bed side tables. In front of the bed and against a wall is a dresser with a tv mounted over it on the wall. On one side is a closet.

"It's nothing much," Mrs. Reed says. I walk in and set my suitcase on the floor by the bed.

"Thank you so much for this. You have no idea what this means to me," I say.

"I'm just glad that you're here with us now. I'll call y'all down when dinner is ready."

She turns away and leaves me alone. I look at my suitcase. I pick it up from the floor and set it on the bed. I open it. Inside are clothes for seven days, some bathroom supplies, and a smaller briefcase. I take out the small briefcase and hide it away in the closet. I hang the clothes up.

"Shit," I say. "No freakin pajamas."

I pull out the flip phone that Ms. Simmons gave me and flipped it open. I have only two options. Call her or The Program. I click to call her.

It rings and after two of them, she picks up.

"How is everything?" She asks.

"Perfect. They believed it all. The house is amazing. The mom is totally sympathetic."

"Good, however, don't get too attached. Remember your mission."

"Yes ma'am. I must go now. I hear someone." I hang up.

I shove the phone in my pocket just as Jenna walks in.

"Hello sort of roomie," she says. "Yeah I apologize for earlier. I was too stunned to speak."

I raise my eyebrows.

"Oh come on. Don't tell me you don't know TikTok. Only the app that is changing our world as we know it."

I shake my head.

"You have to get it. Do you have a phone?"

"Yes," I say, sort of giggling.

"So go to the App Store and,"

"I know how to download apps, just, what's the name of it again?"

"TikTok."

I click on the App Store and type "TikTok."

A neon music note pops up and I click to download.

"Done," I say and smile.

"So, do you know where everything is? I can give a tour."

"Your mom gave me one, but not of the upstairs."

"Oh! Perfect! I can!"

Oh Jenna, I think. She's such an innocent ball of joy. How gross.

"Sure."

"Follow me," she says, leading me outside of my room. It's just a long hallway with doors on both sides and one at the very end.

As we move down the hall, the first door on the right, she points to and says, "This is the bathroom you can use. I do apologize about this but you have to share it with Jay. He's a bitch so, once again, sorry."

"This one on the left," she says, pointing, "is the workout room. This is also where Jay spends most of his time. If you want in here, you will have to be in here with him. I swear. It's this room, or the Xbox. Star player on the basketball team, I have no clue as to why he needs to workout his arms so much, but, he says he does."

I laugh. Jenna is kind of funny I guess.

"This one on the right is my room. I have my own bathroom and you probably don't want to use it, so I'll let you suffer in the best way possible. Like I said, that bathroom is awful. I never step foot in there. One time, mom made me clean it for punishment. I have never snuck out since."

"This last side room on the left is the library. It's just boring books and a few couches. It's kind of dusty in there."

"And then finally, the one and only, movie room! Ta da!"

The movie room is really nice. A huge projector on the wall. Cushioned, reclining chairs. A candy buffet and popcorn stand.

Wow. This really is any kids dream.

My eyes widen.

"You like it? We can watch movies until the butt crack of dawn if you'd like."

"I'm sure that'll be nice. Thank you for this wonderful tour."

"Of course, but let me show you how to work TikTok now."

"Oh, ok," I say, pulling out my phone. I tap the app and a girl dancing pops up.

Oh no, what has she done?

"So basically, you just scroll and watch the short videos you like. You can like videos, save them, send them to friends, and you can follow people too."

I scroll through a few videos. Animals, dancers, singers, everything. Hm, maybe this could be entertaining.

"Fist, you should follow me. I have tons of followers so I can make you famous if I wanted," she says, sounding too excited.

"Oh, there's no need," I say, hoping to not put myself out there. The last thing I need is for people to know my identity.

"You must!"

"Ok," I give in. "But, let's not try and make me famous right now."

I type in "Jenna Reed" on the search bar and she pops up. Wow, one million followers.

I hit the add button. "Done."

"Perfect," she says. "So, what do you want to do?"

"Um, I guess I'll go workout, unless you wanted to do something?"

"No no no, it's totally fine. You go do you."

"Alright," I say, doing a two finger salute to her. "Oh, and thank you for showing me around."

"No problem," she smiles.

•—•

Thoughts? —>

Like and comment!