Campus Wallflower Series Novels & Stories

"Now it's just a basement." Clara smiled. "The Hollow's gone. The network's gone. The loop's gone. What remains is ours." Morwen squeezed her hand. "What remains is ours." --- They climbed the stairs to the main floor. The Academy was quiet—it was still early, and the students had not yet returned—but the gold flowers were everywhere. They grew along the walls, clustered in the windowsills, climbing the pillars of the entrance hall. Their light was soft and warm, and the air was sweet with their scent.

Callista I find myself standing in a very familiar space. It's outside, and there is a flowerbed with all kinds of roses planted in it. The flowers are in full bloom. They smell nice and are very nostalgic. I look around, and there's a stone wall behind me. In front of me is also a wall. To my left, there are more flowerbeds, and to my right, there is a doorway. I'm alone here, there isn't another soul in sight.

Just his eyes burning into mine. He was for a fourteen year old. I let him into my life, he held on the bumpy ride. I put up my first flower on the wall that day, next to a butterfly. It was a rose.