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            She was thrown into a black abyss. When you are in love you do crazy things. Her planet had shunned her, never to return. Why? Because she was in love. But that did not matter now. She did not cry. She did not care. Her isolation felt like freedom. She blasted onward at full speed watching planets pass in a blur, until she suddenly ran out of fuel and landed on a nearby planet called earth. Nothing would stand in her way. Nothing! Her name was Hannah.

            Martha was sitting around in a playground with her neighbor Kyle. Then she was face down in the dirt. Hannah had crash landed right on top of her. Martha was angry and somewhat embarrassed.

            “It’s not like its myyyyy fault you sit there doing nothing all day.” Hannah shrugged. “I expected you to move eventually.”

            “You were AIMING for me?!!!” screamed Martha.

            “What else am I going to aim for, a bush? A brush? A bridge? A .45  revolver? A school uniform? A unicorn?

            “You aren’t even making any sense! And you hurt my back you know!! Owwww!!!”

            “What’s that?” Hannah asked with a diabolical smirk spreading across her face. After a brief pause she immediately snatched Martha by the shoulders from behind, stepped on the back of her heels, and pulled with incredible force. A few sparks flew off her back, as well as a loud crunching sound.

            “OWHAWOOOOO” Martha shrieked

            “There,” sneered Hannah, “Now you’re straight again, not that matters…”

            “What was that?”

            “Oh nothing. You dweebs bore me. Smell ya later.” She was gone as fast as she came.

            “Wow! She was quite beautiful!!!” spoke Kyle, Martha’s black neighbor, for the first time.

            “She broke my back!!!” Martha feigned in agony. “Actually, it doesn’t hurt anymore…”

            Martha slept well that night. Her life felt like a warm blanket of boredom. When she arrived at school the next day, her usual seat was taken. The girl in her seat turned around and quickly shifted from smile to scowl. “YOUUU” Growled Hannah with a sadistic tone.

            “ME?” yelped Martha. “What about YOU?” WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!! I should kick your ass!!!”

            Just then in a snap of character Hannah could see something beautiful in Martha. “Calm down princess. I’m new, so I’m going to sit here. You get to sit next to fart butt in the corner.”

            “You mean Seth?!! FUCK YOU!!!”

            “he-he-he, suckerrrrrrrrr.”

            “I’m not going to sit next to that guy! He showers with TERDS!!!”

            “To bad, I already got the clear from the teacher.” Hannah smiled. Martha was very amusing.

            Martha became consumed with Hannah. She did not know what she was feeling; it was alien to her. It may have been anger, It may have been hate. It seemed to be something else entirely.

            Over the next two days Hannah abused poor Martha’s emotions. Drawing energy from them, until Hannah suddenly disappeared. Martha felt a wave of relief followed by a tsunami of sorrow. She realized how much she had grown attached to Hannah in just three days. She was knee deep in love. She returned to her blanket of boredom. And life as it once was. In the morning Martha woke up and went to school just as she had for her whole life. The blanket of boredom had returned. Their was nothing unusual about her life.

            “How’s it going penis breath!” Hannah sneered as Martha entered the classroom. Martha jumped completely out of her pants and back into them again. Hannah snapped a picture with her cell phone. “he-he-he, This is going in my personal collection.”

            “WAAA!” Martha convulsed, “You again!”

            “Did you miss me? Asked Hannah

            “I thought you were gone.”

            “I was going to leave, but I decided I’d stay a while longer”

            “Why is that?” asked Martha, her voice quivering.

            Everything outside of their conversation ceased to exist. The air held its breath. A cloxk could be heard ticking in the next room. Hannah’s eyes Shifted up into Martha’s. That warm second seemed to last days, and still can be remembered clearly. The expression on Hannah’s face. The way she was sitting backward in her chair.

            Martha Beat Hannah to the finish line. “I love you.” She said in a squeaky burst. Her heart melted onto the floor, and a nearby student slipped and fell nearly severing his head from his neck and making a huge bang. The rest was understood even if it went unspoken.

            “So do ya wanna make out?”