People think I'm dumb, but I'm not. I don't do too good in school in any class, but I don't fail, neither. The problem is that I'm shy, so with that plus my low grades, everyone just thinks I'm stupid. It can be a burden or a blessing, because some people treat me nicer, which can even be annoying, but other people try to take advantage of me. I don't know...
Note: Each of the following fictional characters is above the age of 18. *** "Good job Emma!" Her swim coach yelled as Emma got to the end of the pool before any of her teammates did. She was back in her element, she felt. Swimming always had a way of calming her nerves, and after all that stuff with Kyle, comfort was welcome right now. "You're so good!"...
Hello, i hope you will enjoy my stories. Please not that all my stories are not real even if they seems so.I choose Frank has the name of the main caractere and some of you might notice my name is Frank, coincidence? maybe or maybe not. Feel free to leave any comments. Chapter 1 - It all begins here Thank you for reading my stories because this might be...
A custom had been established at Chatswood High that detentions were presided over by the coach. This was a change from the old custom where the newest teacher was the bunny in charge, and no-one knew for certain why the change had been made. Well, some people obviously knew, but they certainly weren't sharing the knowledge with anyone. Rumours however, abo...
Let me give you a little background: I'm a junior at a major state university. In high school, I ran cross-country. I still love to run. Since I've been running six days a week for the last 7 years I've developed a pretty decent body. I don't have huge muscles, but I'm somewhat well defined and I'm pretty thin. I'm about 6'1" and weight about 185. I met my...
Ethan stood at his locker, leaning back against the wall. The school looked different from his new perspective, and he wasn't sure what it was that was different. It was the first day of classes in his senior year. He looked around at the people he had known since grade school. How odd to see them all so grown-up and mature-looking. He was eighteen now. On t...
------------------- Wednesday, 30 April ------------------- The old mini rattled along the country lanes, past verdant hedgerows bursting with life in the early summer sunshine. Henry accelerated through the narrow lanes, his arms aching as he twisted the steering wheel left and right. Perhaps he'd overdone it at the gym this morning but he found he neede...
Author note: Here is the fourth part of this series. Just a word of warning: it can get a little bleak at times and the first part of this chapter does have more than a hint of Non-Con/Reluctance to it which is why I tried to make the second half more light-hearted. I hope it doesn't put too many people off but every story needs a villain or two and things c...
Mark had enrolled at a local college for a course to improve his writing and spelling - which could be atrocious at times. He wasn't sure about the whole going back to school thing (and he would have looked rather silly in school uniform at his age!) and who else who would be in the class. People drifted in and were sitting down, and Mark noticed there were...
Tracy finished unbuttoning her blouse and pulled it off. "So, what do you think? Will you survive a week with all these crazy women?" she asked. John already had his shirt off and was undoing his belt. "Sure. I can take care of myself." Tracy let her jeans slide to her ankles before stepping out of them and tossing the pants onto the hotel room chair. Jo...