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
"Hey, Sardines." Tracing the cheery voice, I found myself staring at a woman who seemed like she was auditioning for a rock and roll movie from the early 2000’s; the red streaks in her light brown hair, matching the red shade of her lipstick, with her grey crop top adorned with a big, lettered wr
I had a feeling that Dove Moose was pouring her heart out to me, so I chose to keep quiet and let her express herself. "They've been friends for a long time, so they knew how to flow with each other; they had these inside jokes and all. And I just felt so dumb, like I had nothing to contribute. S
"Thanks," she said, smiling softly at me while tucking an imaginary strand of hair behind her ear. It wasn't hard to figure that she was feeling pretty nervous. "I'm just a little into boybands." "Yeah, only a little," I said, sharing a knowing chuckle with her. "Only a little," she mused b
"Oh no, Hawk, I think we're moving too fast. I'm not ready for that yet." As expected, his face turned a cute shade of pink, but he was quick to add, "no, not get out of our clothes like that...or for that...I mean we should just uh..." Unable to keep it in any longer, I burst out laughing.







