6

A streak of bright sunlight shining across Macy's face woke her from her fitful sleep. She hadn't been sleeping well lately. Her friends had done nothing to contact her, so Macy was feeling depressed. Slowly, Macy got dressed, putting on a bright red dress and her favorite blue rain boots, even though the weather was warm and pleasant.
It was Saturday, but Macy still had to work at the library. Because she continually neglected to pay the rent for her apartment, Macy had been hounded by the landlord for more money. Macy ducked into the stairwell as she heard the landlord coming, hoping to avoid him at all costs. Outside, the bright sun hurt her eyes as she made her way down the block to the library.
"click-clack," came a sound from somewhere behind her. Startled, Macy froze, terrified that another monstrous chicken had located her whereabouts.
The noise came again, but this time right beside her. Cringing, Macy turned to face her enemy, but found that no chicken was beside her. A girl not much older than Macy beamed up at her with large white teeth. The girl was shorter than Macy, but most females were because of Macy's awkward vertical length.
"Hi there!" The girl said, still beaming.
"Hi," said Macy in a small voice, wishing that the strange happy person would go away.
"I like your boots!" Exclaimed the girl in surprise as she noticed the large rubber things that Macy was wearing.
"Thank you," Macy replied as she continued her progress towards the library.
"Hey, wait up," said the stranger. "I just wanted to let you know that if you ever have any juicy gossip, come let me know in apartment 323 so I can report on it, okay?"
"Okee-dokee," Macy said quickly in her usual nervous manner. The girl smiled again and walked away, her boots click-clacking as she went. "Well at least it wasn't a chicken," Macy thought to herself. She considered the smiling girl's offer about spreading information. She wished there was some way to send a signal into outer space, and thought about asking the girl if her technology could do so, but thought better of it. Macy, inside the strange workings of her mind, knew that she couldn't wait forever for he friends to claim her. As depressing as the thought was, her friends may not come back for her anytime soon. Times moves slower when you travel at the speed of light, she remembered. "They are probably coming as quickly as they can," she assured herslef, "it just takes them longer to do things".
Happy again, she bounced her way down to the library to see Edith for another long day of work.