Parts 1-6 of this story should be read first Chapter Thirty-seven: Sandro begins his second year at Camford I am not pleased with the author's portrayal of me, Sandro, during my first year as a student at Saint Boniface's College, Camford. He makes me seem a shy and naïve adolescent. So for the remainder of this story, the chapters about me will be written...
"There was a time when you believed in Magic," Lenore said quietly, all the while staring at me with those weird, gold cat's eyes of hers. "Believed in the land of the Summer people." I hated it when she sprang that old soul shit on me. Not only was it creepy as hell, but the last thing I needed was to have to worry about past lives. I was having a bitch o...
I started hearing from the college scouts the next morning. Men angrily calling me from all over the country whining over why I had rejected the football scholarship their university offered and demanding to know who I'd signed my Letter of Intent with. There wasn't any sense in denying the truth; they could find out easily enough. When I told each of them t...
Readers: Warning. This story takes a definite turn away from happy. Read at your own risk. * I woke up the following morning before my alarm clock went off feeling well rested. I shouldn't have been surprised really. The Fine Arts Presentation ended before nine, and Jesse's mother wanted him to go directly home. Without any opportunity to be alone, especi...
Author's Note: Many thanks and undying gratitude to Nelle1022 for proofreading, editing, providing invaluable feedback, and in general, putting up with my crap. ***** Sitting at the bar at my favorite watering hole on a Friday night, I was nursing the last of my drink and attempting to indulge in a little self-pity, but the argument going on at the table...
It had snowed the week before Thanksgiving in Watertown, New York. The burg with an unimaginative name, which matched its basic cultural footprint, was a small town west of Fort Drum and nearly on the shore of Lake Ontario, just to the west of the town, and about as far north in the United States you could get without spilling over into Canada. That, in itse...
"Holy shit," were the first words out of Chad's mouth. He looked down at the ring in my hands, then looked up at me. "Don't you know how fucked up I am?" My heart sank. "Now wait a minute—" "I mean, look where I came from. Nobody in their right mind would want to sign up for that." "I..." I gulped down a lump in my throat. "I don't think you're fucked...
*Sorry for the delay in posting this next chapter -- I had actually intended to skip straight past this in-between part of the story to the excitement ahead, but I had so many comments and messages from readers with ideas I liked so much that I that I decided to write in this extra chapter. I hope this adds to the story rather than taking anything away- even...
Chapter 1 My birthday fell just before the cut off line for school, so I actually started kindergarten at age 4. Throughout my life I was always the youngest in my class by 6 months to a year. As a result I was still 17 when I graduated from high school, so I did not head off to college right away. My life up to this point had always been one of longing,...
"Got any plans for today?" Josh asked sleepily. He'd staggered back into the dorm at two in the morning the previous day, naked except for a nearly transparent g-string. His lovers had taken his pretty clothes and dropped him off to run the last few yards to the dorm in the near nude. The noise he made had woken up Taylor, who was feeling recharged after a...