God, I hate my sister. I mean, she isn't really my sister. Technically she is my step sister. But when my mom married her dad I was like seven and she was nine, almost ten. She made sure I knew that right away. Anyway, we have never gotten along very well. The first time we met she stole my Matchbox car. Seriously. It was a Batmobile replica Matchbox. It loo...
"So? What do you say?" Tahoma looked through her long blonde-streaked locks of black hair at Sherri, who was driving them down a busy evening street. "But only for one drink, though," Tahoma said, blinking. Sherri, a tall platinum blonde photographer at the studio Tahoma worked for, had asked her to come out for a drink after a very strenuous shoot tha...
Introduction I first started this story about 2 years ago under the same title. My online name then was Holly14695. Unfortunately, due to a family bereavement, I had to take a pause from my online activities. However, that is history. I am back now and of the several stories I wrote here previously, I chose this one to resume albeit with a lot of alterations...
Serenity Walker walked along the halls of the small town high school with her shoulders slumped and a tired look in her eyes. The last few weeks had been very taxing. The 18-year old petite, short-haired brunette tomboy high school student had been outed two weeks ago in front of at least 20 people. She dropped her diary earlier that day, and by a cruel twis...
The music crashed to a halt before a word could escape my lips, which was deeply frustrating because I actually knew the answer to that one. "Sorry, Victoria," Charlie announced, his too handsome visage brightened with a lecherous grin. "Time's up, but you have answered five questions correctly." The live studio audience clapped, their applause quickly givi...
She was not always a part of my life, yet once I had met her, it often felt that way. We met as we began A Levels in our northern English college. From the first time I saw her I worshipped her; her brains, her beauty; her beautiful voice. She was everything I wanted to be. Before I desired her, I coveted all that she was. She has the voice of an angel; she...
"Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" Scarlett yelled to no one but herself. It was 7:55am and she just woke up for her 8am class. Not only that, she was supposed to get up early to finish writing her final term paper for the course. Now she'd be getting to class late and with no final paper. She quickly threw on her school uniform, a tight white button down shirt that...
My daughter Faith had a brooding look on her usually sunny face. When she returned home from college for winter break, her mood alternated from surly to morose. My efforts to engage her in conversation failed and I tried every approach I knew as a professional therapist but she refused to open up. Earlier that day, I heard Faith talking to someone on her c...
I met her in the dressing room of the new, trendy clothing store in the mall. It was one big room with wall to wall mirrors. No stalls to change in or curtains to hide behind. Nope. It was all out in the open. Since the room was empty I decided to go for it. I had this really cute outfit that I wanted to buy to go out clubbing later on and I really wanted...
New Year's Eve was always something I looked forward to with mixed feelings, as I felt obligated to be social while everyone else got increasingly drunk. Neither the former, nor the latter appealed to me very much, and so I had turned the end of the year into something relaxed and quiet for me and my loved ones, ever since I'm living alone. 2016 is no exce...