One Last Time

an idea: you are a bulletproof girl. Amanda Beth is a common girl, like many common girls. She's being loved by everyone and being hate by some people, too. Amanda is a high school girl with even lower average skills. We have to admit not everyone's smart and not everyone have to be good. So, Amanda gets into a genk, so tho she's stupid, she is saved, not being in bully around the school. She's one of the bully. But, that's not her. Whenever her bad friends are leaving her alone, she's trying to be friend with the bullied ones. She's helping the victims like in ninja ways. As I told you before, she's being loved by everyone, too, right? Amanda is helping them with spreading good things about them rather than against her own friends when the bullying's around. She's doing that for win-win solution and seriously, no ones really feel bad about it. Everyone needs her, but inside of Amanda, she thinks herself as a coward. who thinks
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

In Backstage

A great stadium facing a theater stage.
And me was in the backstage.
Behind the curtain waiting for show time.
I turned, look back to find a sit down.
sitting with my team, try to keep calm.
Later, I found someone I've met once.

It's Abbott.
He's here.
I was over-joy.
Abbott didn't recognize as I never want him to.
Then, there's next to me, Tamara.
Abbott knows her.

Maybe she's another cousin?
Of course not. Tamara is Ted Jr.'s cousin.

I'm with Ted Jr.
Ted convinced me to join the show.
Me like: "Heck, I'm not singer or artist. I'm just your all manager."
I'm their manager for this show time.

Well, Suddenly, Abbott came to Tamara.
Hiding myself and drawn to close to Ted.
Ted is rehearsal singing a score.
So, I decided to hymn the notes.
"You're so not good."
Ted ruined my disguise.

Well, Tamara laughed by over-heard it.
Then,me and Abbott caught to one another.

I didn't know what to do.
I just smiled to him.
I couldn't read his reaction.
I never good with judging emotions.

Then,our show time was up.
Everyone's lining up and out from the curtains.
Spotlights and loud noises.
Cheers and disturbances.

I was so glad.

I back turn around.
Found Abbott sat on the couch.
Alone and drinking a shot.
He knew I was there.
He smiled while he zip his shot.

He's still handsome with that curly black hair.
I was going to approach him.
As he decided to ask me to join him.

Then, the back door opened.
I had been here before.
The stadium was from another tale.
I was running away from a man.
I ended to this stadium for sanctuary.
Later the stadium brought me to his house.

This man.
Tall and wore long jacket.
I think it's light-brown.
He saw me.
Abbott saw him.

It felt like I shared one private secret to Abbott as he saw him. 

I couldn't look back to Abbott.
I walked out with the man, then.

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