True Colors

I  woke up to find myself on the couch. I sat up and worried faces surrounded me.

"Are you okay?" Scott asked, concern written all over his face.

I nodded meekly.

"You're fainting too much these days." Ivy observed.

I sat down on the front porch while Ivy and Scott did their business inside.

I swear if they do it on the couch, I'm never sitting there again.

I fiddled with strands of my hair.

It was too long. Whenever I let I loose, it reached down to my hips.

Ivy stormed out with anger, huffed and sat beside me.

"Scott is not responding."

I quirked an eyebrow at her. "How?"

"I kissed him and he just pushed me away. I tried to scoot closer to him and he went to his room."

"That's unlike him. Try again?"

She nodded and went inside.

I logged in to my account.

Seventy friend requests.

Two new messages.

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