My so-called life (Sharon/Rayanne)
Sharon would never admit this to anyone, but Rayanne fascinates her painfully.
Where she´s cheerful, Rayanne is brash. Where she´s bouncy, wavy, soft, Rayanne is wild, hard, flying in your face like a truth you didn´t want to hear.
Sharon watches her in the bathroom mirror as she´s redoing a braid, using a pink shoelace to give it that last touch that says I despise you all, what are you going to do about it, I dare you.
Rayanne tosses her braids over her shoulder and hands her a lollipop from inside her shirt as she leaves. “Suck it, Cherski.”