AN: This is a short poem about Shannon before the island. I'm not sure if I'm going to continue this or just leave it as it is. It all depends on what you think of it lol! The poem is from Shannon's point of view. Please R&R!
I stroll into the girl's bathroom
The sanctuary for females
Standing in front of a cracked mirror
Brushing my hair and fixing my lip-gloss
I see one of the new cheerleaders
Crying her eyes out
Mascara and eyeliner
Streaming down her face
Surrounded by a cluster of friends
Mildly curious, I lean in to hear
The girl's sobbed story
She says her football star boyfriend
Left her
Saying he was seeing some other girl
I smile smugly on the inside
Knowing
That 'other girl'
Is me