Page 33 of Mile High Salvation

Twelve

Christa

Isit at home on aSaturday night feeling like a complete loser. I need to get out. I won’t bug Taryn to go out with me but maybe my friend Lauryn will. I shoot off a text.

Me:WYD?

Lauryn:Hot date in 30.

Me:No way. With who?

Lauryn:Coworker. Dumb, right?

Me:Not unless he’s a dweeb.

Lauryn:LOL trust me he’s not.She includes a fire emoji.

Me:You have fun. We need to catch up soon.

Lauryn:Thanks. Most definitely.

I sigh and set the phone down. I have a brief thought of going and hanging out with my parents because I’m so bored. But I’m notthatbored.

I remember what Taryn said about the Mile High Rooms. I could just check it out, right? I don’t have to do anything.

Curiosity and boredom win out, and I click on a no-name text.

DownloadMe:Taryn Lockwood has invited you to download an app!

I click on the link and suddenly feel nervous as the app installs itself on my phone.

Taryn:Username: TattooedHoney. Password: haRd2get!

Taryn:Delete that last text!

I chuckle at her silliness and delete the message, and once the app’s installed, I log in. It’s not a normal app that’s user-friendly, and it takes me almost fifteen minutes to figure out how to navigate it.