#Lockdown
Written at the height of lockdown last year; a pretty fleeting (privilegedly so) feeling for us Kiwis
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The first time they âmetâ was last Wednesday. Everyone knew what âmetâ meant now.
Kayley saw the phrase in weekly emails from teachers: âNice to âseeâ you all again.â Or in a post-video call text from a friend: âGood to âhang outââ. The only thing people could really do now was âmeet.â
Kayley âmetâ him like this. She had plonked herself under a tacky black and green, vaguely hipster flower mural, the product of a past, 13-year-old fad sparked by a visit to Raglan on the West Coast one weekend. Sheâd meant to use the lockdown to erase it, but anyway. There, she sat, sprawled on a bed sheâd rarely left in the last two days, hair knotted from showers that now ran on rationed water. Water itself wasnât going to run out, but Kayleyâs Mum had got into the roll of rationing, what with the sparse supermarket visits and all, and so incredibly short showers it was. Bored and missing chocolate chip cookies, Kayley followed him.
He, at that time known as â@Josh_34â, followed her promptly back. They didnât strictly know each other, but she thought it was O.K. because he had something about âSouthward High Schoolâ written in his description, and, besides: a couple of her friends were already following him. Following strangers on Instagram is a lottery, but not everyone is a paedophile and this time she got lucky.
Sheâd been scrolling; scrolling through news, memes, and scenes from the lives of faultless influencers who, for once, seemed relatable and down to earth. Mid-scroll, Kayley stopped at a picture of one American YouTube star sprawled on her own bed. Granted, it was fancy, but like Kayley, the influencer didnât have much more to do than to sit on it. Everyone on earth was pretty much stuck in the same situation right now, Kayley thought with a half-smile.
She scrolled on.
âIf you look closely, the Taniwha can be seen rearing its head in the now pristine waters of Auckland harbour,â one meme read, referencing an ecosystem counting its first, slight victory in the environmental war itâs been losing in for half a century. Man V Earth will never be a win-win situation, she thought to herself.
It was about then that he DMed her.
âLonely?â @Josh_34 asked. At any time other than now, that wouldâve been a straight turn-off. But currently, it seemed more sincere than flirtatious.
âYeah,â she replied. âYeahâ, with a sigh, had been her reply to most questions over the last couple of weeks. She was suffering, she supposed, from a kind of âLockdown depression.â Her mental health wasnât that bad: shifting over to the crackle of dirty sheets, she remembered Jacquie from school, on the day they got the news. Sheâd burst into tears, eyes wet in an insentient glaze of panic.
At that time, Kayley had laughed. They were shifting the school holidays forward, and what teen (bar those with chronic anxiety) couldnât be happy?
Four weeks later, on the day he texted, the lockdown happy fever had worn thin.
She got another notification: four weeks ago, thatâd be accompanied by a buzz of endorphins. Now, it was dread at what is probably the latest Radio NZ death figures alert.
But it was @Josh_34 again. Her âyeahâ hadnât scared him off.
âTurned into one of those people from WALL-E yet?â
âUh no?â
âMum seems to think I have. But she thought that before lockdown anyway lmao,â @Josh_34 followed up.
Kayley laughed. A snigger turned into hopeless chuckles, Kayley laughing, sighing, and shaking her head. The laughter was soon a result of much more than @Josh_34.
Why did she follow the strange teen she didnât know? Because she hadnât seen anyone her own age for four weeks for f***âs sake. And when Kayley thought about how ridiculously apocalyptic that sounded, she couldnât help laughing.
Kayley was tasked with cycling to her Grannyâs that Friday to drop off some home-grown kale. âI havenât been out of the house at all for two weeksâit takes an hour to get a loaf of bread at PakânSave and itâs not worth it,â Kayleyâs maths teacher had said guiltily on Zoom that morning. Kayleyâs Mum shared that mentality it seemed: kale it was, for Granny and for Kayleyâs family. The kale was more fortuitous than anything; Mum definitely hadnât purposely planted it in the âgardenâ before lockdown. But oh well.
It turned out @Josh_34 actually lived pretty close, so they arranged to âmeet upâ. Since the first text on Wednesday, theyâd shared Dr. Ashley Bloomfield memesâ âDr. Bloomfield has tested positive for being an absolute Gâ, etc, and chatted about the best superimposed video chat backgrounds. @Josh_34 had said, deadpan: âa classroom.â
Kayleyâs bike was another relic of the 13-year-old hipster ageâ âthink of how fit youâll be, riding your bike again!â Kayleyâs Mum had said cheerily as she saw her off. Kayley teetered down the street; @Josh_34 was going to wait at the end of his driveway.
Kayley wondered what heâd be like âin person.â Her parents always complained that their new lockdown lifeâlived entirely onlineâwas no different from the life most teens were living before.
Thatâs not true, Kayley thought. âWeâre not quite WALL-E-afied,â she muttered aloud.
On a Thursday night video call, @Josh_34 had fawn hair, and glasses that were so aggressively trendy Kayley suspected he didnât actually need them. Would he wear those today?
âNice kale,â @Josh_34 said as Kayley almost missed the driveway. Screeeech! Went the rusty bike. âHi,â said Kayley, with a shy wave. Is she stupid? Meeting the Instagram guy?
But he looked as nice as her Wi-Fi suggested before. Different glasses, still very much trendy.
Hmmmm, Kayley thought.
Instinctively, they stayed 2 meters away. âNice framesâ; Kayley threw her voice over the fence. She was excited to meet @Josh_34, but she was also sick in her stomach. An internal trash compactor of emotions. What if a neighbour sees? Will they shout? What if @Josh_34âs Mum sees? Kayley asked PM Jacinda Ardern for forgiveness in her mind, before stopping herself at the silliness. @Josh_34 cut her thoughts off: âSo, afterâwhat do you wanna do?â
âHuh?â
âLetâs make a list. We could see a movie? Do you think the local cinema will still exist?â