Every Day Every Moment Novels & Stories

Jewel stop walking and look behind her to see whose chirping voice she heard. "Hi!" Michael chirped as soon as Jewel look at him. "Hi! Good morning!" Jewel greeted him as they walked inside the elevator. "Where's the father-daughter going?" He beamed. "Where going to the mall, Dad's watch stop working it might need a new battery." Michael smile from ear to ear. "OH! What a coincidence, I'm heading there too." He exclaimed. “Do you mind if I tag along?" Jewel glance at her dad.

This compound full of people running toward something worth running toward. This was the life. The specific ordinary extraordinary life built from everything the storm had tried to prevent. Still here. Still building. Still choosing. Every morning. Every ordinary Tuesday. Every coffee at the right temperature. Every fixed point held steady through everything that tried to move it. I closed the notebook. Picked up my coffee. Let the morning be the morning. The work was waiting. I was ready for it. I was always ready for it. Because I had learned the most important thing.

We were doing okay. Better than okay. We were doing exactly what we needed to do. One day, one milestone, one moment at a time.

I force my mind to focus on the act of mopping the gym floors. If I’d had any idea how trashed the school gets after a single day, I would have had much more respect towards the school janitor. Right now, I was stuck completing my community hours after school. It is the first day and I’m already done with it. I had at least hoped that I would get the chance to spend some alone time with Lea but she was assigned something else to do which is why I’m here all alone, mopping the gym floor. This place is so empty I can hear the echoes of my breaths rattling against these grey and drab walls.

Today felt different, like the start of something new. I reached for my iPad again, scrolling through my ideas for the next vlog. One idea caught my eye, a simple yet powerful concept: "Moments That Matter." It felt fitting, almost poetic, given the events of the past few days. I wanted to create something that celebrated the little things—the laughter over coffee, the encouragement from friends, the quiet victories that often go unnoticed.

“Tell me what you need right now. Be honest. No filtering.” Kai swallowed. “I need you to tell me we’re going to be okay. That this distance isn’t going to break us. Because some nights I lie here after a long day and wonder if the fame, the travel, the different worlds we’re living in… if it’s all going to pull us apart.”

She thinks: this is what the time is for. All of it. Every ordinary day. Every chosen morning. This one. The sun comes up. She holds his hand. She is here.

"You have no idea Josh, this place is practically paradise," "Yeah well, it's been great so far," She scrunched her face as she said that part. 'Great my fat butt,' she spat inwardly. "Of course, we will speak everyday till I get the chance to come visit," "I'll remember that," "Alright then," "I love you mom," "I love you too Josh," "Yeah bye, please take good care of mom and yourself," She slowly brought down the phone her ears as a drop of tear rolled down her cheek. "That was beautiful...." She suddenly heard behind her.

Her heart skipped a beat and said nervously, "Huh!" He then said in a greedy manner, "Can you do me a small favor? It's a small duty of a girlfriend!" "What's that favor?" she asked nervously blinking her eyes. He laughed with a bright teeth and exclaimed, "My God! You look so cute when you get nervous." "Hurry and tell me what's that small duty? You are making me nervous." replied Krystal with a nervous voice. He then looked into her eyes and patted her hair and said, " What are you so nervous about? I was going to ask you whether you could give me a daily good night kiss as we depart!"

A feeling you get inside that you are a part of this busy world and for people like it is a reminder to make my name known and engrave it as a good example for seven billion people to know. My phone vibrated in my pocket interrupting my thoughts. "Hello?" I answered, unfocused still watching as students walk to school ready to start another uneventful day, tired, not aware that they are at their best days, where they still can dream and be free in imagining their future, no matter how sad their life gets, they still have hope. It was never late for them to fix their mistakes, it's never late for anyone, however, they are still young and still trying to understand life. Didn't we all try to d