REVISION 7/10/2022
Sadie I dreamed of being on the stage, singing the songs I wrote, hoping it would inspire others. Today, I am going to achieve it. I always have my dreams shattered by basic bitches, but now, there is no turning back. I can now wear what I want, move how I want, and show who I truly am in front of people I don't want to back down. This is where I don't need to second guess every move I make or every word I spit. This is the chapter of my life where I can finally let go of the things I tried so hard to hold on to. I can finally be free, and this time, I won't hesitate bitch. I took a deep breath, the screams of Agon Bain flooding my eardrums. I have my eyes closed, watching a film where I can take off the wool and grow fur. But what if this is the setup the universe has made to trap the wolf? In a place where trust is a rare find, should I keep going? Will I be able to? The music I--or the dream me--was playing stopped when I heard my alarm, which is another song. Run, baby run, and
Anya Things have never escalated this quickly. Just many hours ago, I was just in a limo with mom, Kade, and the bodyguards. The bodyguards stayed where they always are; Kade is beside me using his phone, while mom is opposite us, ranting about that girl. She hated her so much that she broke her fake posh accent and the rule of no swearing. "THAT FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! SHE THINKS SHE'S FUNNY? WELL, SHE ISN'T! SHE IS NOTHING BUT JEALOUS!. I am truly a goddess, and no one will ever be like me! She is nothing but a bad person. Look at her--her clothes are poor! She wears this...all black like she is going to kill someone! What she has is probably from thrift stores, and we know every good thing always comes from designers! She looks like a piece of shit!" I want to say that she is bullying a literal teenager, but I think she's aware. Mom is always judging people's clothes every time we are out. But I don't see the problem with the girl's outfit. It is nice. She is something I wish
Anya "How did you guys manage?" Asked one of the girl's friends as we walked. When I first saw them, I found them creepy, but maybe that is because they were looking down on us from the bin with the flashlight on their face. I thought they were gonna beat me. When they finally saw the flashlights on our faces, they were shocked, like they had just seen a fairy. "No way is that-?" one of them asked. "Ssh!" The girl said. She told them that I would be coming with them and that I was in trouble and needed to hide, which was said so quickly that her words jumbled a bit. Her friends gave her their hoodie and the girl's sandals which, from what I've heard, she left in one of their houses. Then we walk to a long alleyway leading to a tranquil town. Noise filled with groans and laughs from the group as one sang about the wall filled with chalk-drawn penises that we saw on the way. We've been walking for almost 30 minutes, and we are still walking. My legs are killing me. We are walk
Somewhere in another part of the world, Angelica was just chilling on the couch watching a N*****x movie. In the middle of the film, her phone rings. She gets pissed but decides to keep it in once she sees the caller ID. "Hey, mom" "Hey, how are you there?" "I'm good here. Just cooked ramen for dinner." "Is Dasie there?" "Umm…" Angelica put her popcorn down on the table and lay down. "Not sure..." "Can you check up on your sister?" "I've been calling her several times. She's probably out with her friends or something." "Well, chat with her and say she needs to go home! You'll never know what will happen!" "Yeah, mom, I will call her right away." "Thanks, Ella. Love you" ~!" Angelica said her sweet 'I love you' back before her mom hung up. She does not bother to call her sister and continues with the movie. Minutes later and Angelica got frustrated. It was another phone call, and she did not hesitate to throw a fit when she saw her group of friends video calling her. "Girls
Sadie “So who got the best outfits, by the way?” Bob asked as we put away the mic stands, wires, instruments, and the cameras. We are almost finished fixing them, but instead of completely cleaning them away, we all stopped and look at what we are wearing. As expected, we all wear black. We all look at Bob first, covered in black and purple--he wants to be the walking MANIA album. His hair, which he usually calls ‘waves of purple’, is joined with a black sleeveless shirt with the words ‘black’ written all over it in purple. Dark purple skinny jeans with the rips surrounded by a lighter shade of purple. Lastly, his black converse where he painted the Fall Out Boy logo on the sides. His face only got purple eyeliner. We turn to Liam, who ha
Sadie “How did you manage?” That is what Liam asked me when I got out of the bathroom. I forgot the clothes that Austin has prepared for me. He let me borrow the clothes that are quite big enough for him, mainly from online that he accidentally bought in the wrong size. Liam was the one who volunteered to give them to me. Once I put the clothes on and get out, he suddenly pulled me down the stairs to ask this question. “I wanna know.” “Know what?” “About you and Anya.” I scoffed. “What about us? What’s in the garbage will stay in the garbage.” “Yeah, but what’s the deal? What happened? Tell me honestly.”
Sadie I did not expect things to escalatethisquickly. First, I “saved” Anya from her fans, lent her my clothes, played a song in front of her, liked the song, held my hand, thanked me, and now I am following her on the way to her home. The moment we left, I wasn’t sure what happened. When Anya asked me to come with her, my eyes were just locked with her, and she’s looking at me with hope. I felt my head move up and down slowly and this made her smile the same one she gave me when she thanked me. Then, she suddenly pulled me to the door after Liam and Bob left. She thanked Austin numerous times while the guy was confused why we’re holding hands (I did not hold her hand back, Anya
Anya This must be my dream. I must be sleeping with my eyes open right now. I try to feel things like the Converse on my feet stomping on a familiar road, the leaves on the trees beside the sidewalk, the soft hair of the person beside me. She turned around, a bit tense. “Sorry!” I whisper a squeal. “No no, it’s fine!” She whispered as well. “I was just surprised, that's all.” I continue to giggle and turn around.Finally a heist! A run-away! Something so exciting to ever happen in my life! I look back, too happy that I sometimes forget that I’m with Sadie. I ran back to join my partner-in-crime, just wrapping my arms on her shoulders and