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The Blonde, the Brunette, and the Redhead This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

Elizabeth B., Portland, OR By foreverever008, Portland, OR

The brunette and the redhead are sitting on the bench outside. They take up all the room, forcing me to stand awkwardly behind them. I don't know where the blonde went. She only whispered it to the redhead, who, of course, told the brunette but not me.

The two talk, and I vaguely overhear their conversation as my legs start to cramp from my awkward position. Finally, the redhead, the leader, stands and begins walking away. In a flash, the brunette follows her. I'm left all alone.

Halfway down the sidewalk, the brunette turns, realizing their little hanger-on isn't there.

“Melissa,” she calls. It's always the brunette who calls back, not the blonde, and never the redhead. “You can come with us if you like.

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2 comment(s)
 I enjoyed how instead of referring to them with names you referred to them with their hair color. Very nicely written.
Feb. 17, 2014 at 10:30 PM • Report
Wow.  Amazing.  I love how in the middle you repeated the same scene again with them on the bench, and how you went back and forth from one scene to that scene, and then you brought it all together at the end.  True talent!
Feb. 06, 2013 at 11:35 PM • Report