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
“You know it,” I said, winking at Bryce, while he just chuckled. And saying, “be right back,” he disappeared into god knows where. Nah, just exaggerating, he went off to get me a drink, while I settled myself on the couch, too tired to continue with Dancing; I’d done a little too much of that tonig
So, she still hasn't come out?" Juliette asked between laughs. "Of course not!" Beckham answered, battling against her own laughter, and failing miserably by the way. "She's locked herself in her room, saying something about how her life is ruined." By the time Beckham was done, we were nearly doubl
Hawk . . . . . I squinted my eyes at the harsh rays of the morning sun. Fluttering them open, I proceeded with my morning routine; I yawned like a lion, stretched like a python, cracked my bones like a... Which animal cracked its bones again? But wait, why were my morning traits animal-like? I gu
Chapter Forty-Four Hawk . . . . . I squinted my eyes at the harsh rays of the morning sun. Fluttering them open, I proceeded with my morning routine; I yawned like a lion, stretched like a python, cracked my bones like a... Which animal cracked its bones again? But wait, why were my morning trait







