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ChickLit

She battles with demons. She battles with life. But the only hope she found Was in those beautiful tiedye eyes.

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by ONLY-Mediocre

by ONLY-Mediocre

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

"Did you see Sally? She gained so much weight. I'm surprised Danny still wants to date her." Pink hair. Cotton candy perfume. Lip Smacker lip gloss.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

"Yo, Andrew! You catch last nights game?"
Letterman jackets. Chuck Taylor shoes.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

"Damn! I forgot my lunch again."
Black rimmed glasses. Video Game T-shirts. Anime stickers on pencils, binders and notebooks.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Stale. Stagnant air. Wood chips. Paint. Carvings on tables and chairs.

One minute. Two minutes.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Three minutes. Four.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Clatter. Stomp. Clatter.
Mr. Carlos is late.
He is always late on Mondays.

Pink hair.
Chuck Taylors.
Video Game T-shirts.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.