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"Black curls fell beside the lovely, innocent-looking heart shaped face. Big brown eyes framed by long, curly lashes seemed to be pleading with the viewer. Tiny pink lips seductively parted in a half smile. Below that was a slender body, covered only by see-thru blue and white sheets of cloth and cosmetic glitter on certain areas. The slim body flounced boldly around the platform and she suddenly reached behind her and-"
Mary Anne's daydream ended abruptly with the insistent shrill ring of the phone beside her. She lazily lifted the phone out of it's cradle and brought it to her seashell-shaped ear. "Hello," she greeted, trying to remember whose voice it was that came on.
"Mary Anne!" The caller practically screeched, from her own home, miles away. "What on earth are you doing?"
It finally dawned upon her who the caller was. It was a ghost of her past, so long gone, but yet, still there to haunt her. "What is it, you want, Kristin?"
Kristy felt her blood surging upward, her eyes started to blaze. She was enraged, that the cold, distant person on the phone was once shy, sweet, caring and demure Mary Anne. "I've called to let you know that we all know of your insane decision to bare yourself for the world at large."
"Kristin, now, you wouldn't think that it's for the world, would you?" Mary Anne, quite amusedly corrected her. "It's for me, its time I broke free of the cast that my family and I built around myself. I'm no longer Mary Anne, the shy one. I'm now a different person, what better than this way to tell everyone?"
"Mary Anne, do be sensible, you graduated Valedictorian from Stoneybrook High School." Kristy cautioned her friend.
Mary Anne let out a sarcastic laugh which somehow managed to sound like a peal of bells. "Then I went to New York, and I saw the world, in the truest sense."
Kristy sighed, she was never one to give up. But this was beginning to look like a hopeless case. "Mary Anne, be sure... Once you do this, there's no turning back. You would have crossed the bridge and left it behind you to collapse into an ocean of regrets and finality.
"I know, Kristin." Mary Anne declared, longing for the day when she would have finally done so and truly left her old life behind her. She wished to cast the old Mary Anne into an eternal pool of no return. "I do wish to cross the bridge very soon, and there is nothing you can do."
Kristy's emotion overcame her and she was speechless for a moment, willing the words to come to her tongue. When her voice had returned, she found herself listening to nothing but the dull beep of the dial tone. She brushed away the tears that had reached her eyelids. She knew they had lost Mary Anne, not because she chose to uncover herself, but because she had changed. She was different, gone to the lights of New York, to the pages of Penthouse, to the sophistication of what she craved to be.
A/N: What do you think? I'm wrapping this story up by the way. If things go as planned, it will be about two or three chapters more plus an Epilogue. Tell me what you think because I'm not going to update until I have 40 reviews.
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"Black curls fell beside the lovely, innocent-looking heart shaped face. Big brown eyes framed by long, curly lashes seemed to be pleading with the viewer. Tiny pink lips seductively parted in a half smile. Below that was a slender body, covered only by see-thru blue and white sheets of cloth and cosmetic glitter on certain areas. The slim body flounced boldly around the platform and she suddenly reached behind her and-"
Mary Anne's daydream ended abruptly with the insistent shrill ring of the phone beside her. She lazily lifted the phone out of it's cradle and brought it to her seashell-shaped ear. "Hello," she greeted, trying to remember whose voice it was that came on.
"Mary Anne!" The caller practically screeched, from her own home, miles away. "What on earth are you doing?"
It finally dawned upon her who the caller was. It was a ghost of her past, so long gone, but yet, still there to haunt her. "What is it, you want, Kristin?"
Kristy felt her blood surging upward, her eyes started to blaze. She was enraged, that the cold, distant person on the phone was once shy, sweet, caring and demure Mary Anne. "I've called to let you know that we all know of your insane decision to bare yourself for the world at large."
"Kristin, now, you wouldn't think that it's for the world, would you?" Mary Anne, quite amusedly corrected her. "It's for me, its time I broke free of the cast that my family and I built around myself. I'm no longer Mary Anne, the shy one. I'm now a different person, what better than this way to tell everyone?"
"Mary Anne, do be sensible, you graduated Valedictorian from Stoneybrook High School." Kristy cautioned her friend.
Mary Anne let out a sarcastic laugh which somehow managed to sound like a peal of bells. "Then I went to New York, and I saw the world, in the truest sense."
Kristy sighed, she was never one to give up. But this was beginning to look like a hopeless case. "Mary Anne, be sure... Once you do this, there's no turning back. You would have crossed the bridge and left it behind you to collapse into an ocean of regrets and finality.
"I know, Kristin." Mary Anne declared, longing for the day when she would have finally done so and truly left her old life behind her. She wished to cast the old Mary Anne into an eternal pool of no return. "I do wish to cross the bridge very soon, and there is nothing you can do."
Kristy's emotion overcame her and she was speechless for a moment, willing the words to come to her tongue. When her voice had returned, she found herself listening to nothing but the dull beep of the dial tone. She brushed away the tears that had reached her eyelids. She knew they had lost Mary Anne, not because she chose to uncover herself, but because she had changed. She was different, gone to the lights of New York, to the pages of Penthouse, to the sophistication of what she craved to be.
A/N: What do you think? I'm wrapping this story up by the way. If things go as planned, it will be about two or three chapters more plus an Epilogue. Tell me what you think because I'm not going to update until I have 40 reviews.
Remember Review!