Technically we’re not allowed to use our phones during class hours, even if we’re not in class, but I’ve always thought this rule was ridiculous. They really expect us to swirl around Earth and not attempt to make contact with it? In the past three months I have become an expert at blinking Ducky with my phone hidden in my pocket. Right now, however, I don’t need to go the pocket route. That’s because, instead of suffering through English lit, I am currently sitting outside Dr. Marsden’s office, waiting for my checkup. My due date’s not for three and a half weeks, but Dr. Marsden says that as of this Monday—just three short days—the baby will technically be full term, and I should expect it to arrive anytime after that. Color me excited. I palm the phone, hold my hand up to face level, and—snap!—take a pic of the view through the glass door of the doc’s office. I check the resolution quickly before I blink it off to Ducky. Yep, it’s clear. Britta McVicker, making a face like a wounded wildebeest as Dr.
