“Come on, hurry up,” Sarah thought, with her foot pressing the pedal all the way down. Even though the speedometer needle pegged the red zone at 30 mph and the electric engine whined in protest, the rover didn’t seem to go quite fast enough. Her heart thudded excitedly in her chest as she neared the needle-like spaceship in the distance, a sliver of silver in the night.

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Friday sent its electric wires to bus stops and breakfast tables, to car rides and sidewalks, gathering students to Westchester High, breathless with the oncoming weekend. Some looked forward to dates; others to time spent away from parents; others to band or football; but only a select few in the school’s hallways looked forward to karaoke night at the DMIC headquarters.

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