Anya Lee: (running; voiceover) I ran. I didn't stop, I just kept going. I couldn't stop. If I stopped, he might catch up to me. I never looked back out of fear. I looked forward in hopes of this all being just another nightmare to add to the list of things never to think about again. What will I do if this is real? How will I ever avoid this? How will I ever get over this? Do I like him, too? I don't know. All I know is that I have to think.
Bianca Colyns: (walks past; stops walking) Hey, Anya!
Anya Lee: (stops running; turns around; annoyed and bored facial expression) What do you want Bianca?
Bianca Colyns: (smirks) I just wanted you to tell Layn that it was fun while it lasted, but it was just a one time thing. Plus, I was drunk so it doesn't even really count. I mean, he's hot and all but not my type, I'm done with him. (walks away)
Anya Lee: (scoffs; disgusted facial expression)
Bianca Colyns: (stops walking; turns around) Oh and tell him he left his sweater at my house. If he wants it, that's where I'll be. (walks away)
Anya Lee: (gasps)
Bianca Colyns: (waves) Bye, now.
End of flashback.
Anya Lee: (voiceover) He lied to me. I have no idea what I did to deserve this, but it hurts like hell. Should I really care about someone who doesn't care all that much about me, though? No, I shouldn't. I can't do this to myself. I have to be stronger.
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Ficção AdolescenteThis is a play I've been working on since this morning. I think it's pretty good so I'd like to share it with you guys. It has a mature theme. If you're going to steal my ideas, I'll eventually figure it out. So if you don't want to get sued, don't...
