I'm NOT Okay

Naomi & Lynn

~Narrator's POV~

Alone with my thoughts. Great. All I do is talk to myself in my head, making me feel half insane. Shayle thought, sitting alone upon the girls restroom floor.

Rejected.

And fer what?

Ha, wish I knew. The ones that still talk to me claim to have no knowledge about them ignoring me, when I know they do.

Why not ask the still talkin' ones? I mean, ya said they knew.

Because, they'd say I'm saying they lied.

Well, dat ain't true. Tell em' ya know 'bout how they know.

But they said they don't know. They'd say I don't trust them.

But there must be-

NO THERE ISN'T!

Shay Shay, there's always another way way.

Do. Not. Make. Jokes. About. My. Nickname.

Shay Shay, I'm your subconscious.

I know. . .

So ya need to stop sayin' I'm bein' mean. It's technically ya thinkin' it up.

I need a life. . .

Hun, ya sat with the Gossip Girls, they ate ya life like it was free candy.

So it was all a trick. . .?

We're thinkin' so, hun.

What do you mean "We're"?

Hun I told ya, I'm your subconscious in a way, we're the same people.