Note: Changed the antagonist's name to Stacey. It was originally Stephanie if you readers hadn't noticed the change already by now.
"You really need to stop picking on her. She's had enough already," I hissed at Stacey.
The platinum blonde girl reached for my wrist and gripped it tightly.
"No way! Benjamin deserves someone better, and I know exactly how you feel about him! He should be giving you a chance instead."
"Even if I have feelings for him Stacey, it's not going to work out that way. Benjamin has known Myra a lot longer than he has known me."
"Dont tell me you're going to quit liking him?" Stacey leaned her head closer to my face and asked in a mere whisper.
"No," I murmured back firmly.
I knew that I wasn't at all too affected by the kind of interaction Benjamin had with Myra.
I keep telling myself that, but inside it was completely the other way around.
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The Girl Who Couldn't Speak ✓
Short StoryMama told me that I was a beautiful girl when I was little. Mama said that I had the prettiest tan skin, soft wavy black hair, and the most enchanting emerald eyes. She always called me her bundle of joy. Then she got very sad when she told me that...
