I couldn’t stop thinking about Mr. Johnson. Just yesterday, while he was giving us a lecture in English class, I would see his eyes scrolling towards me, but when our eyes would lock, he would shyly look away. I find him very attractive, manly, but in the same time, very sweet. He is at least 6’3, well-built, blonde hair with hazel eyes. He is strict and d...
I have a secret to share. I’m not too good at making friends. Not that it is to say I’m awkward around people or that I can’t find a way to talk or be social, I would say it more so like people just don’t really... appreciate me. Yea, something like that. It’s funny too, had you been with me since I first started first grade you would totally call me out, th...
This day started out like any ordinary day for Ashley. She started her day at 6 a.m. in the morning and proceeded have breakfast with her family at 6:30 A.M. for breakfast she only had 4 plain egg whites with one apple and a banana. The reason she here so little is because she lived keeping her amazingly small and skinny, yet athletic figure. She was a goth/...
*** Hi there! It's been a REALLY long while and I'm sorry for that. I've been so busy with a lot of university assignments and tests that I barely had time to breathe, let alone write this series that I had wanted to finish for so long! LOL *** From Aveline Erickana Ruben's diary: 6th October 2008, 12.40 AM, my bed. I hate it here. When's the next plane...
*******AUTHOR'S NOTE********* EVERYBODY IN THIS STORY IS 18 OR OVER This is my first time writing from personal experience. This is very dear to my heart and I almost didn't publish it. *************** Kathy Schiefer. It's always been about Kathy Schiefer. I've known Kathy since her family first moved into town when her and I were both only five years ol...
A cold breeze swirls through the fading darkness and I shiver as I huddle around my travel mug of coffee and brood silently. This is ridiculous, I think. I'm eighteen years old. I should be allowed to drive myself to school. But no, Mom and Dad don't want to pay for the extra car insurance so I'm forced to schlep back and forth on the big yellow monster like...
Chapter 8 – Eloisa The weather quickly changed a couple of days after Kim's birthday. Cold rain and sleet constantly bombarded the dreary streets of Danube City, with the promise that there would be no let-up until next spring. The pavement was covered with cold water and the last of the bicyclists were driven off the streets and into the city's trolleys. T...
Author's note: This is a 10 part story, with two POV characters. The setting is very mildly futuristic, but mostly alternate dimension. My warnings would be some violence (not particularly graphic), and unlawful characters behaving badly. I welcome all feedback, positive or negative. --- David I think the pettiest thing that annoyed me while growing up,...
Despite being older than all the students in his year, Mark could not be said to be the most mature. He had barely gotten promoted to his second year in junior college. If he had failed, it would have been the third time in his academic life that he would have been retained. The school did not mind though, as Mark was an excellent rugby player. The longer th...
Disclaimer: All characters are over eighteen years of age. ------------------------------------------------------------------- I was looking at the small white and yellow blinking lights on the far edge of the tarmac waiting for my flight to Bangalore in a dimly lit lounge bar. "Hello Young lady! Are we on the same flight to Bangalore?" Old guy in suit as...