Fifteen Pages

by NaiadSagaIotaOar

VI

The fifth page was a somewhat peculiar one. It chronicled endings that prompted beginnings—and such turbulent times were always burdened by uncertainty, which seeped into the page.

Lyra and Bon Bon had a fight today. A big one, right in front of everyone, during the lunch break.

Those first two sentences were not so different from most others in the diary. From there, though, the script grew jittery.

I still can’t believe it. Just—what was it, a week ago?—they’d seemed joined at the hip. Even Sunset liked seeing them together.

Right before the Spring Fling, too.

I haven’t spoken to either of them about it. Sunset and I agreed we should give them some space for a few days. She seemed anxious—Sunset did. Perhaps she was worried the same might happen to us?

More was thought, but left unwritten—pushed aside and meant to be quelled, but allowed to fester.