Bright Novels & Stories

she replied in a timid voice. “God, I love these uniform men!” Amber excitedly exclaimed. “You can say that again.” Britney added making Kimberly roll her eyes. “Omg! They’ll be back soon. We better get breakfast ready.” Britney changed the subject to Kimberly’s relief. So they got back to making breakfast while getting to know themselves.

And anyway my phone is mute. So I go back to Meredith and lay beside her. But I can not shut one eye because I'm still thinking about him. Hudson was in the beginning like a... how can I say this? Dumbass. I don't know Hudson so I can't judge him. But what I know is that he's kinda hot. I was always curious about the look of Meredith's brother but I never thought he could be that good-looking. He has green eyes and light brown hair and his body looked very trained. But his British accent was so cute. Omg. Ashley, stop adoring the brother of your best friend. I better go to sleep now.

" He said. I was not ready for that. I was still getting use to the idea of being alone. I still need to heal. "My name Shunshine. I'm not really interested in getting to know anyone right now." I said. "Can't blame a brother for trying." He replied back with a smile. I almost gave in. He hand me a business call and told me to call him if i change my mind. i looked at the card and saw that he was a mr. fix it man. He fixed on houses and appliances.

Her brown eyes glowed with mirth, her dark hair shining brightly as she smiled, flashing her perfect set of white teeth, her canines glistening in the sun. She was beautiful. Her perfect caramel skin glowed in the sun, glistening with sweat as she fought against her opponent confidently, her movements fluid and swift. She wore her signature leather pants paired with a white tank top, flaunting her perfectly toned arms. Amaya Michealson.

Anxiety always rises to the surface before any other emotion. Suddenly, the screeching sound of tires reached my ears, and I looked up to see a yellow car with two black stripes pulling into the parking lot. Hayden emerged from the vehicle, wearing sunglasses and allowing his hair to flow freely. It appeared more voluminous today, resembling fluffy clouds atop his head. Donning a black hoodie and black basketball shorts, he sported black sneakers as well. Engrossed in a phone call, he looked up and immediately locked eyes with me, causing me to avert my gaze instantly.