-Words can hurt, but they can also heal.-
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A series of letters through which Becca contacts her former classmates. What she never imagined was that writing may lead her to the guy who started it all...Brian.
Soon Becca will be faced with a quest...
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❝A meaningful silence is always better than meaningless words.❞
--Unknown
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CHAPTER EIGHT
Christine.
Becca wanted to stuff her face inside a bag and never come out.
Why had she been so rough on her?
Christine had been part of the cheer group since their sophomore year, and for some reason she couldn't understand, Becca wanted her as far away as possible. Being the captain of the team had its perks, that's why she got away with it. It wasn't that Christine wasn't good to her or something like that, it was that there was this spark on her, that eagerness that terrified Becca, making her eyes snap to attention. She didn't want competition, and Christine promised to become one.
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That was Christine, always passionate, always competitive and their personalities crashed. Badly.
Becca: @Chrisbeltt
Hi Chris! I see that you're still dancing, that's great! Sometimes I really miss moving my body to the rithm of the music, getting lost on it. I think one day I'll go berserk and join those street dancers I see around. It'd also be a good excuse to make new friends haha.
Ok. I'll go to the point of this message. I know we haven't talked in forever so I suppose you are already trying to figure out why I may be writing to you. Me, out of all the people in the world.
So, I'll say it straight out. I wanted to apologise (maybe it sounds weird to you) but I hate the way I treated you at school, at cheer practice or every other place we crossed paths. I'm really sorry for the way I ignored your comments or contributions to the group, our routines and choreography. I'm sorry for putting you always at the back and placing the tallest girls before you so that you passed unnoticed. I really acted as a capricious conceited child with you, or what you might be thinking, a bitch. Yeah, I admit it. I was. Key word being was there.
I'm really sorry for embarrassing you in front of that guy you liked, for dying your cheer uniform in an ugly green colour, and on and on. You already know all the things I did, and I wanted to apologise for all of them Chris.
I always saw potential in you and I guess that's what detonated my jealousy. You've always been good dancing and I'm glad that you keep doing it with so much fervor as you did in High school.
Well...I guess that's all I wanted to say, summarized into a few words.
I wish you the best in life.
Love, Becca
❊ a/n: Hello again! Would you consider yourself an envious person? Why?
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