B is for Boobs
"You're the boobs." Seth said as they walked down the LA street.
It hurt. His words jabbed at her heart. Is that all she was good for? Being pretty and having a nice rack?
Sure, she could be a little super facial at times, and slightly materialistic, but she liked to think she had a brain. And she had thought that Seth believed so too. But maybe he didn't. Maybe he was only with her because he was smarter then her and she made him feel good about himself.
She smiled at Seth and laughed as he but his arm around her.
On the outside, she acted like everything was perfect, like she always did.
On the inside, her heart broke a little more.
