I step out of the limousine and into the sodium-yellow of the city lights. Dressed to the nines: sequins and lace and sheer silks. Shoes that cost hundreds, with a heel that I can barely walk in (let alone dance in) but without which the look would be incomplete. Because the point is not function. The point is the form and fit. It's like a hundred other ev...
A note from the author (boring stuff): I'm not entirely sure how well this will encode online, but only time will tell. Angelica speaks English, however it has been transcribed differently to normal; using different characters formerly used in old English, and some others which I have taken to replace other common sounds in our language. (Note: these sounds...
The door crashed open. She ducked, shielding her eyes from the stinging dust blown in by the howling wind. Daring to glance up, she looked through the flying debris trying to make out who had ventured through a duststorm to a downtown gem store. She cursed inwardly as she made out the unmistakeable silhouette. Tall and wearing that ridiculous triangular hat...
I was home again. I had to wait two years to drive around my both loved and hated adopted hometown. There were so many things to do, places to go, old friends to see, memories to reclaim. A whole week flew by before I managed to see Linda. I was sure that it'd be as if we'd never parted. I was looking forward to a quiet evening at her house, eating one of h...
Lynne was driving South on Route 414 to Lexi's apartment. She was driving her brand new 2007 silver Mustang. The girls loved Mustangs. It was really exciting for one of them to get one. So to celebrate Lynne's new car they were going out. First, they were going to a popular bar and grill in the next town. They would have a few drinks there to celebrate and s...
"Claire," I heard a voice call out. I groaned. 'Not now, Mallory,' I thought, more exasperated than irritated if I was being honest with myself. She strolled into my room, where I sat at my desk, typing away at the computer. I didn't look up. Maybe if I didn't acknowledge her, she would simply go away and leave me to my work. I would... "serve" her later....
Mary stood in front of the mirror and assessed her reflection. Not too bad she thought. Tonight she was going to a dinner party that her friend Adam was hosting, and of course Adam has insisted that everyone dress up. Mary loved dressing up, it gave her a reason to scour the shops for just that perfect outfit. She smiled at her reflection, turned and left he...
Alone, something all too familiar to me. Streets look the same, different people walk them. Businesses come and go, promising hope and prosperity, shattered through time. I am no one but a shadow among the living. They continue to live their worry laden lives, knowing their days are numbered. Yet they do nothing to improve themselves with each experience the...
My best friend's name is Danielle. Danielle A. Mitchell. And I am in love with her. I think she is the sweetest and most beautiful person to have ever walked the face of the earth. I tell her that all the time but she's never believed me. She's gorgeous though. Sometimes I can't help but just stare at her. She's shorter than me, about 5'2'', and has the swe...
Bette squealed to a stop in front of the Soda Shoppe and cut the engine. Lorraine waved out at the red convertible and pushed her Coke across the counter to the waitress who'd come on when her lunch shift ended. She'd hardly touched it. Lorraine got up from her stool and tried to look interested but not eager. She straightened the back of the pencil skirt...