Typical //Ep. 2\\

Cecilia parked her dark blue bike on Lyra's back lawn and immediately open the back door. She has Lyra's home keys since they were in Elementary school. Cecilia is her only bestfriend, and they were quite mutual about themselves. She trust Lyra and Lyra trust her too. Their friendship is like, to die for. They were also remember the day Cecilia's the one who said 'hi' to Lyra when Lyra was a new kid in the neighborhood when they were only 6 year-olds. Cecilia's house were totally near to Lyra's. Lyra's house were few houses away from Cecilia's. They shared laughs, through tears and mood swings, thick and thin. Only two of them.

Cecilia rushed to Lyra's room and saw her weak friend lying on the bed, sobbing. She came towards the bed and put a Snicker bar on Lyra's pillow. "I brought your fav.", she slow-talked. Lyra turned, and stare at the chocolate. "Thanks.", while wipe her tears with the pillow. "What did he said?" "I told you on the phone." "Irrelevant." "Yes it is.". Accept the fact that her bestfriend is a willful person, Cecilia sits at the bed. "You think that he's having an affair with another girl?". With a sharp stare, Lyra said yes. "I can't say anything except 'what a jerk he is. Face the fact that he's a douchebag for dumping a perfect girl for a bitch'. Everything's going to fine, I promise. Without that kind of guy, the world would be a better place.". Lyra smiled, accepting the words. She gave Cecilia a big hug. "Thanks. I owe you big time." "A pepperoni pizza with extra cheese?" "Haha, yes."

"Hey, Thea invited us to her party this weekend. I heard it's huge!". Lyra licked her thumb and put her pizza on the box and say, "Naaah, I don't have a good mood to attend a party.". Cecilia shrugged. "What?! Come on! Don't be a party pooper." "I even don't have the appropriated outfit." "It's kind of a pool party slash after-party. We're old now. So they don't mind. Except if you're wearing a Easter bunny costume at the party." "Shut up." "So are we coming?" "I'll just follow you. But I don't want to be drunk at the place since I'm the one who's driving." "Awww shucks, it's a deal."

To be continued.

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Typical //Ep. 1\\

Lyra was just sitting at the driver seat, alone. In her Volkswagen Passat B1 that belongs to her late father, she cries non-stop and a few minutes after that; she screams while I Don't Love You by My Chemical Romance; her favourite song was on the radio. She starts to cool down and it's raining, she hugs herself after feeling that chills through her bones. She wipes off her mascara that was fallen off after she cried. She checks her phone, and she got a message from her mother. "Make your own dinner, I'll be home late". Yeah, her mother is like other parents that not thinking of their child. But Lyra didn't mind. She knows that her mother was too busy to bear finances for both of them. 

She got another message. From Cecilia, her bestfriend for 10 years and still counting. "How's your Valentine's day?" Oh that question makes her think about tonight's incident. She pull out her box of cigarettes, take one and lightens it. She smokes when she's cold, sad, depressed. Another habit of hers. Her fingers numbing on the keypads. "Not so good." "Why? Tell me everything." with a big sigh, "He asked for a break-up." "What?" "Yeah, you're right." "Right about what? Are you telling that.." "He told me that we're still can be friends. I don't to be friends. I want him." "Hold on Lyra, is he telling you why he's dumping you?" That question makes her feel more anxious and curiosity starts to pop-out from her mind.

Cecilia called, because replying messages is taking a lot of time. "Lyra, can you explain everything? I don't understand you." "I don't want to talk about this again. I've waste 2 years loving a jerk. Thank god I'm with him for 2 years. I think he has enough, making himself unhappy with me around." "I didn't know you have made a mistake with him." "I don't understand him, Lia. I don't understand." "Chill down, let me come to your house tonight."

She hung up the phone and continue crying. The rain is not pouring like hell anymore. She calms herself down and she comes out, bangs the door of her car with the lighten cigarette between her thin lips. Wipes her feet at the big door mat that says 'Hi there stranger' and quickly open the door. She ran upstairs, throw her handbag at the corner of her queen size bed. She sits infront of her mirror, and she saw her polaroid pictures with Jack in it. Yeah, his name is Jack. What can she do about this?

To be continued.

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