LOGINThree months later . . . . . "You are like a sunflower glowing under the morning sun, with the radiance of a fish skin under the moonlight." I felt myself smile as I heard him. I was used to this by now; it was Walter after all. His compliments were always so...innovative. One time, I heard him te
My heart was about to break out of my ribcage; that was the only logical explanation I had for the wild beating in my chest right now. Time seemed to move too slow – even though it was barely five seconds since I rang the doorbell, it seemed like five years to me. The door finally creaked open, rev
'We got that' "Hood love," we sang along, voices loud. 'We got that' "Good love." 'We got that' "Hot love..." 'Make me make...' "Boy you make me make bad decisions," I sang, grinding on Sam, with her behind me. "Oh Lord, save me from temptation," she said dramatically – her hands on my waist
"I like Jake," I remarked offhandedly. "Yeah, I figured when you were ogling him at the start of the movie," he chirped between chuckles, earning a playful shove from me. Although, I couldn't quite help the chuckle that escaped my lips as well. But when the throaty sounds died down, however, I found
"Hey, you screamed first," I protested between laughs, with him echoing the throaty sound from beside me; the both of us reminiscing our first rollercoaster ride together. "I only did it because I knew you wanted to scream, so I took the first initiative," he answered, even adding a duh expression.
Hawk . . . . . 'Holland and I couldn't work out anymore because...she isn't the one I'm in love with.' Thinking about it again just made me want to bang my head on the wall for being so lame. What was she – a programmer? So, what was with the encrypted message that I gave? Why didn't I just tell h
"She's getting closer," MaHolland 'whispered,' breaking off my thoughts. MaHolland really needed to reevaluate her definition of a whisper. But at the moment, I was too excited to care about MaHolland's apparent lack of whispering skills. And from the looks of it, so was Hawk. Seeing him made me
Hawk could be such a weirdo. "They didn't," I piped up after a few moments of silence, leaving Hawk to stare confused at me. So, I added, "they didn't pick out clothes for me. I always did that myself from the moment I could point at things. My mum had this whole theory about the importance of l
Chapter Thirteen "Awww! That's cute." "Shut up," I laughed, shoving his shoulder gently before going back to finishing the writing on the cake which read: Happy birthday Carla Bear. After recovering from his newfound online stardom, Hawk offered to help me in finishing the cake. In his word
"Oh, there's my celebrity boyfriend." "Hey," I answered lamely. Get your shit together, Hawk. I wanted to ask what she meant by celebrity boyfriend but decided against it. She was probably just messing around with me as usual. "I need to go get the shrimps for the dish; Jacksonny forget to ge







