First, I'd like to say a huge thank-you to you, the reader for still reading. Yes, even the silent readers. I love y'all.You may read on... Mrs. Briggs relayed the day'

The level of warmth in the fast-food place they chose was comforting. Not as sweltering as the weather outside and not too stuffy either.Three large plastic cups of orange juice, a tuna sandwich for Storm and Adana, and a cheeseburger for Leilani, and lastly fries for everyone sat before them.After being served, Leilani took a cautious sip through her loop-shaped straw and observed her friend closely with narrowed eyes. "You ready to talk now,  Dana?"Adana would've loved to get rid of the damp mood in the atmosphere between the two of them but she bit down the comment about her name. "Just a bad case of the flu, nothing else."Storm took his time chewing and swallowing a piece of French fry before countering her explanation. "The flu huh, but you didn't call or text Leilani," he started,  "and you look like you went through something more than the flu."Adana lowered her head,  her hunger forgotten. "It was a really nasty case of

With Adana now at the base of the stairs, he went back to his game. His body battled with the console without restraint but his mind was a thousand miles away. Thinking back to this weekend.That boy knew Adana. He didn't know why he felt a twinge of jealousy that she knew another guy. He didn't have any control over her or her decisions.They had all driven back in silence, the boy passed out immediately his head made contact with the leathery seats of his car.Leilani gave him instructions to her place and exited the car after a short 'goodbye', exchanging meaningful gazes with her friend in the back seat through the rearview mirror. Making sure to adjust Sean so he was comfortable, Adana went to sit at the front.After a two-minute silence which felt like a century to Storm, he asked, "so what do you think we do to him?"She knew who he was referring to and honestly, she was clueless. "I don't kn

Mrs. Turner's hooded eyes examined the class down her crooked nose and proceeded with her lecture. It didn't matter that continuous shuffling, clicking,  sniffing, and murmuring filled the void of her high-pitched voice when she turned to write something on the board or nobody bothered interrupting her or answered her indirect questions.The only thing Adana could focus on was her growing discomfort as a lone drop of sweat traveled down her back and between her breasts. The little bulges right below her high-waisted skirt gathered moisture in between each other. A shower sounded like heaven to her at this point.A unified round of thankful sighs sounded through the class when the bell saved them from the torment that was History.She assembled the notebooks on her desk and stayed back letting the more eager students wrestle their way to the doors. No use risking grinding clammy bodies with others.Wal

"Pomeranian dog, Chow chow, Labrador Retriever, Golden Retriever, Havanese, and French bulldog." The girl ticked off each breed with a finger and gave her friend a 'duh' look."What?" She petted the dark, furry dog beside her. "My mom is a vet after all.""But you didn't tell me she made you learn a gazillion breed names." Her friend retorted still in awe."If we stand here all day,  what the hell are we paid for?" Pushing friend down the steps of the park, they shared the leeches among themselves,  agreeing that Adana would take the three small or average dogs while Leilani, the bigger dogs."Do we have a routine or something?" Adana paused, yielding to the dull ache in the sole of her feet. Her friend hadn't been kidding when she told her they would walk six energetic dogs much less under the sun whose mission seemed to be to give her sunburn. Bad sunburn."Yeah, we'll walk around the park for a while and let them go then giv