Clack, clack, clack. Heads turn, a path forms and disappears once she’s passed. Make way for the captain of the cheerleading team, the most popular girl in school. A toss of her long blonde hair, a flashy white smile here and there, and an ever-present smirk on her face because she knows everyone wants to be her. She rounds the corner and her puppy dog teammates follow on her heels. Around another corner and the puddle of pink and priss penetrates the circle of jocks in their letter jackets. She looks around expectantly, and furrows her brow in frustration at not finding what she’s looking for. Her boyfriend, the quarterback, the guy everyone in school looks up to, wants to be or date, the ultimate cool guy.
“Where’s Jason?”
Nobody says anything, dead silence as everyone looks around trying to find him first, and so reap the reward of that brilliant smile being directed at one of them. But Jason was nowhere to be found that day, or that week, or that month. No one knew what had happened to him, where he was, or if he was even still alive. No one answered the phone when it rang through the seemingly deserted house. A piercing reminder that all was lost, a new star had to be found, and an aching heart had to replace a missing lover.
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