The girl looked to be about sixteen. She was short, around 5'2", and most distinctively of all, she was as thin as a rail. She had a small chest, a delicate face, and black hair styled in a cute pixie cut. She was pretty fashionably dressed in jeans, a white tanktop, and a light green track jacket. Green running shoes were on her feet, most certainly not usual attire for a resident of this town. She was currently holding a professional-grade camera, apparently focusing on one of the restaurants.
Once she was done her shot, Lisa approuched her. "Hey, my name is Lisa Boytise, and I'm..."
"The journalist," she smiled, extending a tiny hand after turning off the digital camera and capping the lens. "I know. Everyone knows. I'm Mona Angelo, but everyone calls me Flash." She hoisted the camera a bit. "For obvious reasons. Nice to meet you, Miss Boytise."
Now how on earth does everyone know me...? Lisa wondered, but pushed the thought to the back of her mind. "I couldn't help but notice you in this town. You're, well..."
"Skinny?" offered the girl with an accepting smile. "Yeah. We moved here only two years ago. My mother's a health food nut and it rubbed off on me, I love sports, and on top of that..." She drew a small leather case from her camera bag. "I'm diabetic, so I need to watch what I eat and keep active. Mom mostly has, too, but... Well, even she's starting to slip a little bit."
"I was wondering if I could interview you, Miss Angelo. Just for a few minutes."
Mona bit her lip, brown eyes darting away. "Well..."
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