Lvira sighed, pulling a hand through her hair. This is not happening...this is not happening... she thought. She was still trapped in the van with these four lovebirds. Why had I let Ms. Arlington rope me into this? she mused in dispair. The two couples were oblivious, staring at each other and flirting.
She felt sick.
Not because it was nauseating...all right, it was...but because however nauseating it was, she wanted that. She wanted to love, and be loved, but she had no one. This curious sense of loneliness was always there. She would just have to wait...but perhaps love would never find you...with your luck it'll happen..a voice in her mind said.
Shut up. She told it.
"Hey, Lvira! How's it going?" Said Lorcan, one of the people she had to babysit.
"What do you think" She snapped. "I'm stuck here babysitting you and you only take the time to talk to me once you take a break from sucking your girlfriend's face off!" She was really irritated.
"Okay. Jeez, I was just wondering.
"I just wanted to care, but if you don't want to accept the fact that people care about you, fine." He snapped back.
Lvina stared, hurt.
What have I done?
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