At The Peace Party III

“Who are they? They look alike.” Diana asked, a note of enthrallment in her voice.

But why wouldn’t she be enthralled? The boys still looked as hot as ever! The difference was that I felt no crush for them, just a hatred as deep as the ocean.

“Maya, aren’t you going to say something?” Diana asked, and I soughed. The girl was really determined to know them. “I know you know who they are. Can't you tell me?”

I stretched my hand toward her, aware of the furrow in her eyes, but knowing that she understood what I wanted.

Hesitantly, as if not sure, she dipped her hand into her bag, and brought out the bottle of pills.

“Is it that bad? The news about them… is it that bad?” She asked, as she handed the bottle of pills over to me.

I nodded, before opening the bottle, and taking out one pill. On a second thought, I took out another. Just before Diana could say a word, seeing my actions but taking a second too late to react, I threw the pills into my mouth.

“What are you doing?” She shou