All In One Piece Novels & Stories

There was a knock on my room door and I jumped in fear though the knock was quite gentle. Was I already feeling scared because if what happened? It was George. He was in a blue round neck T-shirt and had some trainers on. There were a lot of way to describe his look but it all be brought down to ‘awesome’. He looked awesome “I don't know what to say, when I heard it, I almost fainted.” He said as he sat on the bed. He was indeed in pain. I could feel it. I could see it. “How did you come to hear about it? We have literally told only a few people, jeeez, everyone knows?”

Alone and all theirs. ***

Well, I woke up on the wrong side of the bed, like literally, I woke up on the floor and not on my bed, and I would like to know why, but unfortunately, you just can’t see in your sleep. Either way, I got to get up, it's Monday today which means I’ve got school, so I get ready, I put on my blue checkers pants and a white shirt of which its follower is of the color blue, it is the same material design as my pants. With my hands buried in either of my pockets, I walk out of my room and down the hallway, while coming down, I saw Alexia in front of me, I walk towards her, then as I raise my hands opening my mouth to greet her, "good-" I was halfway interrupted by her

I said and suddenly felt very dizzy. He rushed to me, thinking that I may fall. “It’s ok. I’ve got you.” He said solidly. He turned on the shower and supported me while he helped me take off my shirt and panties. There was a bench seat in the shower. I sat there and let the water run over me and began to cry. Everything was gone. Biscuit, all my art, my clothes, my supplies. All of it. Gone. The shower door opened and Davin came in. He had a loofa in hand and a smile, that was it. He was breathtakingly handsome. I managed a small smile.

I want to know if it was the same thing from a time before. “It’s called Piece.” “It’s a piece.” I knew it. That figure that looks like a puzzle piece is Piece. I know it doesn’t make any sense at all calling that piece a Piece. It’s weird, but that girl I knew before is weird enough to call her dog Doug.

So I crouched down and tried to lift it free. That was when a blinding light swept in from my right. It was so bright I could not open my eyes. I heard the shriek of brakes. Then something hit me hard. It did not hurt. It really did not hurt at all. I only felt myself flying, light as a feather. Then I saw my suitcase overturned on the road, my clothes and toys scattered everywhere. My vision blurred. My ears rang. Footsteps rushed toward me. People shouted. I could not make out what anyone was saying.

Clearly the helping hand in this situation. We watch ‘A Wonderful Life’, it’s one of my favourites. Both of them the original and the remake. Both perfect really in my eyes. We move on to Home Alone. Just the first and second one though. After everyone clears out after the final credits to Home Alone 2: Lost In New York commence on the TV. We clean up and tidy as usual after all events. Every single person who was here tonight wore matching onesies courtesy of Josie and a fashion design project she had to do for the seasons.

My future comes first, my education and a man would just deter me from what I really want. Nothing but bad distractions. Finally reaching home, I immediately jump into the shower, washing every part of my body clean, shaving too. After that wonderful shower, I grab a sandwich to eat. Sitting at my kitchen counter, I look around my small and bland apartment. My kitchen, lounge, dining room are all in one space, my apartment only has one bedroom and a ensuit bathroom. Not much but it does the job. Throwing myself on the sofa, I get comfortable and watch some shit on television. I dont know when I fell asleep but I am suddenly being shaken awake by Soph.

I ask him as he looks through the last document. "Nothing animated," he says as his eyes stay on the paper. "Netflix dropped a new movie called Work It," I tell him. "Jordan Fisher is in it, and man is he fine." "Is that so?" Gage mutters and continues to look at the paper. I roll my eyes and decide to mess with him a bit. "Yeah, he's literally the hottest man I've ever seen. Plus he can dance and sing, and that's attractive," I continue and Gage just nods his head. "Oh speaking of attractive men, Chris Evans. He's a work of art. Mhmm."