It is a relentless itch in the back of my mind. I think about it constantly: waiting, wondering, anticipating. It drives my every move. I need it. All of my friends need it. We all need to know.

It used to be so hard, take so much more trouble, but you changed that. You make it so easy for me to get my fix. I can use you anywhere—at home, in the car, and even at school. Especially at school.

Your use is just so contagious. If one person at the lunch table pulls you out, you will tickle the minds of all of those around.

“Come on,” you whisper. “You know you want to.”

And so we do.

But the rumors—they really get my heart racing.

“It’s in,” someone will say, with a twinkle in their eye, and then you are all that I can think about.

It happens to other people, too. I can see it—the excitement in their widened eyes, the tension in their rigid postures, the anticipation in their nervous movements. I don’t feel better, none of us feel better, until you give us what we need. Only you can calm my nerves.

So, thank you, Skyward Mobile App, for assuaging my grade checking addiction.