Gianna Demarco Hope

Hope

Alycia Bardon

Sydney looks to her phone. She has done this a million times since reaching the corner of Main Street and Kinney Street. She shifts foot to foot, glancing up and down the quiet street, searching. Sydney hits the home button on her phone again, she has been waiting for twenty minutes. Heavy boots fast approaching alerts her, and she quickly picks her head up, heart pounding. Disappointment washes over her when she sees he wasn’t who she was looking for. Sidney lets out a weighted sigh, “come on, where are you?” She runs her fingers through her ash brown hair. She begins to pace the sidewalk, scanning the growing crowd. Maybe he will show. Maybe. He will be here. Sydney checks the time on her phone again. “If you are waiting for him to answer you, you are going to be waiting a very long time.” Her best friend’s warning echoed in her mind on an annoying repeat. Rain starts to fall, soaking Sydney to the bone and she starts to shiver. She watches everyone scramble into nearby buildings to avoid the sudden downpour. Sydney is left standing all alone in the pouring rain like a sad Taylor Swift song. Wrapping her arms tight around her wet and cold body she leaves her spot. She is guessing he played her, toying with her emotions and her heart. Sydney’s last string of hope is cut.