China sat in bed, staring at a picture. Her one and only picture of her ex-boyfriend, Keenan. Big fat tears slide down her cheeks and onto the picture. In a second, she tore the picture into pieces and flung the pieces around the room. It was over, and China had to be strong and move on.
Still, something bugged her all the time. Keenan and China took the same courses in university and shared about three classes together. Everyday, it felt as if Keenan's eyes were burning into her back, making it hard to have focus in class.
No, she didn't want him back. She had enough of the lovey-dovey things. Too many heartbreaks for her and now, she didn't want to step into love. She had things to accomplish first, before thinking about anything else. So she tried. She locked the thought of Keenan in the back of her mind and broke the key that releases that thought.
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