Lights Out, Love Over

Synopsis

My A-list boyfriend, Sean Summers, flew in for a concert at my college over fall break. Right before the encore, he picked ten "super-fans" for a quick photo-op. I, Blaire Young, was the secret last name on the list. Just as I stepped up, campus-queen Lily Jensen darted in front of me, bent toward Sean, and cooed, "Be a doll and hold my skirt. Wouldn't want a wardrobe malfunction." He flashed his trademark grin and obliged, then handed the final slot to her like it was obvious. I waited for the flash to die, walked straight over, and said, "We're done." "Drama again?" He raised an eyebrow, smirked, and shoved a mic at me. "Go on; tell the whole arena if you've got the guts." I grabbed it, flipped the switch to max, and let it rip. "I said, fuck you. We're OVER!"