A boy, a boy, another boy.
Boy's are made for a girl to hook up with, then dump when they get bored.
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The middle of summer. Her birthday had been almost a week ago, and she felt empty without something to be excited about. She had no boys to flirt with, no friends to be surrounded by, no teachers to complain about. Not as often as she used to, at least.
These were just some of the things bothering Lucy. She was making her way back home, coming from a friend's house. Nearby, a metallic clang and commotion told her a trashcan was now on the ground. It was followed by a rapt bark, then nothing loud enough for her to hear. It'd been half the noise of the fight between Lucianna and her now ex-friend. That was why she was going home at this time. She didn't live too far away, and she could defend herself from any attackers.
Truthfully, it had been nice to have some drama. Her life had just been too mellow lately. But now it was over, and she was walking forlornly down the empty street.
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I've been through all the boys in the school.
What the Hell do I do now?