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I’m Breanna Miller and Kyle Hewitt took this picture of erous situation Kyle took pictures of me when I was vulnerable He took this one when Razor was being a perfect gentleman He took it in a moment where it looked likedid happen, that is between me and Razor and not between me, Razor and the rest of the world Private lives should re me to write his papers His first one is due on Monday I won’t be writing it In fact, because of this picture, I possibly won’t be in school anymore, nor will I be in Snowflake, and any dreaht be ruined

I’m Breanna Miller and you’ll think of ht call ht call me a slut Call me whatever you want, but I’m Breanna Miller and I knoho I am and it officially doesn’t matter what any of you think

Share, like, coht, I’ll be deleting this account

Breanna

LIAM’S ENGINE WHINES when it hits forty-five, so I’ve kept the speedo to be furious when he discovers I "borrowed" his car without his permission, but there’s too hten as I turn onto the access road that leads to the bridge and my skin vibrates with nervous anticipation This dread is like a sixth sense screa That’s because it is It’s been a bad day, a bad night, just a badlife

But then I think of Razor’s hands touchingood

Razor It’s likethat’s been right in ine from behind me and my eyes flicker to the rearview lints off the windshield and nausea strikes my stomach hard and fast Cherry-red muscle car It’s Kyle

He lays on the horn and uneasiness tiptoes through my bloodstream This area is isolated No traffic, no houses, no farain and rass borders both sides of the narrow road There’s nowhere to go No sanctuary in sight

He revs his engine and his horn sounds off again as he swerves Kyle pushes alongside ofthe grass My heart beats hard and a hts collide in my mind Stop Don’t stop Grab my phone Call for help Go faster Hit the brakes Be better Be sainstwheel jerks My body jars with the i battle to keep the car on the road The frame shudders as I press the brake, but the car hurtles toward the tree I’ faster? The brake, the brake, the brake

I lift as, rip the wheel to the side, slam on the brake and miss the tree by inches My body whiplashes to the side Pain against my skull And the entire world possesses a dreamlike haze

The door to the car creaks A combination of the warm sun and the cold autumn breeze drifts across my skin

"Co but a blur