Jamie And Dylan Chapter 1

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Her eye makeup began to run in two black streaks along her face. Nobody stopped to look at her, nobody stopped to care. She saw the scarlet pay phone with a broken handle, and thought about her and Dylan's whole conversation. She thought about sitting together, hands perfectly clutched. She wanted to scream. She couldn't. Her shirt was stained with black tears. She didn't know why this meant so much to her, she had broken up with at least five boys this year. So why was HE so important?

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