Young Writers Society

Bethany

"But I'm happy," I tell him.

Austin

"But you're bored," I say.

Bethany

I shrug, "Then...I'm bored."

Austin

I look at her again, "How do I fix that then?"

Bethany

I shrug again and look at the ceiling.

Austin

I sigh and think, staring off into space.

Bethany

I sigh as well, pulling my sleeves all the way down.

Austin

I look back up at the ceiling and take a deep breath, closing my eyes.

Bethany

I glance at him before standing and looking for some clothes to change into.

Austin

I open my eyes and watch her.

Bethany

I take off my shirt and look around for a shirt that doesn't look horrible in my drawers, humming.

Austin

I stay where I am and watch her, lightly smiling at her humming.

Bethany

I sigh and take off my jeans, throwing them on the bed, not finding anything but sweats and a tank top. Running a hand through my hair, I turn so I'm leaning against the dresser and think. Catching Ethan staring, I flash a smile at him, not caring if he saw me like that.

Austin

I smile at her before looking up at the ceiling to give her privacy.

Bethany

Giving up, f*ck it, I just shake my head and plop on the bed, not caring anymore.