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‘lord what will become of me once I’ve lost my novelty?’ (Nothing New by Taylor Swift & Phoebe Bridgers)
A lot had changed for Lenora Foley since the start of senior year. She began the year in a seemingly-stable relationship, a record that she had cleaned up since being suspended last year and high ambitions for a place on Blue Royalty. Now at the end of the year she felt more behind than ever. Broken up with Elio, a detention for bringing alcohol into school that she just wanted to hide from her mother, and barely any Blue Blood points to her name. She had found a beacon of hope in her father, whom she found the identity of, to which she quickly lost when finding out he had died. Lenora found herself at a crossroads, her meticulous plans now an unavoidable mess that she hadn’t planned for.
As graduation drew nearer her questionable future became closer. What colleges would accept someone with a record like Lenora’s? Where would Lenora get opportunities without Blue Royalty status? Who in this town would love someone with the kind of reputation Lenora had in this town? The weight of her setbacks began to sink in now. There was one thought it her mind that loomed over all of this. This was a path she recognised. There was an undeniable truth to this that surfaced relentlessly. The fate that she had put her everything into avoiding.
Lenora was turning into her mother.
With every passing day, she could feel the parallels grow stronger each day. It felt increasingly like Lenora was on the outside, witnessing her mother’s life being replayed through her actions. Which was why she couldn’t bring herself to be at home. To be around the melancholic, screwed-up woman that now felt like a future reflection. Instead Lenora placed herself anywhere else. Whether it be the library in desperate grasps at redeeming herself, or a liquor store. Because if she was going to be her mother, she may as well drink like her.
On this occasion, Lenora had chosen the latter. It was daylight when she had started, but now she was walking streets in a much darker setting. Her footsteps were faltered, tracing a path far from a straight line. Her mind was spinning, but occupied by the thoughts she had been drinking to forget about. She didn’t know who she was. Well, actually, she didn’t know where she was. Dwelling on where she had ended up, Lenora took her mind to where she began. Her head had taken her very far back as she thought of one of the first people she became friends with. That memory began to surface some related thoughts she had kept in the back of her mind for a while now, questions that she could never bring herself to ask.
Then suddenly she was calling Ezekiel Griffin to ask them now.
He had answered after two rings, and in the time there could have been a third, Lenora was already talking. “Hello? Hi, Zek, hey, I don’t know if you can- can you hear me?” She didn’t wait for him to confirm. “Thought I would say hi, well more than hi, we haven’t talked- well we have talked but not like talked,” Lenora continued, each word stumbling over the next. “I mean I feel like something happened, like something changed, like, you know, like- or you don’t know and maybe it’s just m— wait there’s a car,” She interrupted herself as a car whizzed past her on the road she was trying to cross. “What was I saying? I can’t remember, wait- can you hear me?”
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@astxrism Ezekiel Griffin
@Madilfill Elio Esposito