"Hey."
"I know who you are."
"Then do tell me, Rian. Who am I?"
"Calypso McCarthy, teal-haired frontman of your band, Faded. Also the sister of Janice McCarthy, the girl who brought in McDonald's laced with pot. And, might I add, the girl who argued with Kyle in the middle of class over Romeo & Juliet."
"Ah, yes. My fame at it's finest."
"Why didn't you tell me who you were?"
"I liked being unknown for once. It was a relief."
"Oh. I think I get it."
"Yeah."
"You still at the party?"
"Of course, why?"
"Me, too. Want to meet up on the roof since you love them so much?"
"Thought you'd never ask. Meet me up here."
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Late Night Conversations
Teen FictionAn insomniac who downs sleeping pills at night like kids do candy calls a theater geek with an abnormal mind late at night. "I saw you practicing today." "Wait. What?" "You almost fell off of the stage when you were walking backwards for a scene." "...
