First Line Friday: “Kayla wasn’t early to meetings often, so when she was that afternoon, it made her friends nervous.”

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“Kayla wasn’t early to meetings often, so when she was that afternoon, it made her friends nervous.”

Kayla wasn’t early to meetings often, so when she was that afternoon, it made her friends nervous. She told them that she prided herself on being fashionably late. They knew the real reason, but no one would call her on it, which was an accepted fact for everyone. The car accident from the year before had shattered her right knee and left a sizeable scar across the left side of her face, and it took her a while to face herself before going out. But today was different, and they didn’t know what to think.

Ariana Adams

Kayla wasn’t early to meetings often, so when she was that afternoon, it made her friends nervous. While they chatted in the Starbucks parking lot, a red-haired girl said, “I hope that she isn’t hurt. Maybe she—” when all of a sudden, a car swerved on two wheels into the parking lot and shrieked to a halt.

“Sorry gals! A bear broke into my house, ate everything in my pantry, and fell asleep on my couch,” Kayla said as she ran towards the group with mismatching clothes and shoes. The day had only just begun.

John McCausland

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Jillian Murphy is the Assistant Managing Editor of the UNG Press. She is a UNG alumna, class of 2016.

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One Comment on “First Line Friday: “Kayla wasn’t early to meetings often, so when she was that afternoon, it made her friends nervous.””

  1. Kayla wasn’t early to meetings often, so when she was that afternoon, it made her friends nervous.
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