Fabm 1 Novels & Stories

The whole building reminded her of a giant rubix cube that was mid turn to having the colors shifted. The inside however was very clinical, and clean not much color lots of dark tones and subdued greys. Large black vases with fake plants that must have costed a pretty penny as she barely was able to notice it was indeed fake. Embarrassingly enough she could only tell when she poked the soil and felt the foam give a little. Some foam came off in her hand she discreetly covered the small foamless spot with some of the fake roots. That was when her name had been called so she quickly brushed off her hands and headed into the interview.

Mateo leans in close to my ear, breath tickling it as he asks, “Is it working?” Robert fake-gags. Heat flushes in my cheeks, and I shove him away from me. “Nah, I prefer M&Ms.” He gives me this look of disbelief – not at what I said, but at the fact that I think I can lie to him. “Sure.” He drags the word out. The bell rings, and he gives me the rest of the packet, flipping Rob off when he loudly protests this. He discretely squeezes my hand before we stand up.

my little Toddy! Are you hungry baby?" Todd groaned at the baby nickname that his mother had given him when he was 2 years old. "Oh..mom.." he twisted out of her tight grasp, cleared his throat and stood up extra straight. He ran his hands down his shirt as if to iron out any wrinkles just in case his mom had ruffled him up. "Now Mom. Yes I am hungry. what are you making? "I'm making biscuits eggs and bacon for my special angels. where is your sister?" She asked as she peeked down the hallway looking for her daughter. Usually Todd and his sister woke up at the same time. She rarely seen one without the other. "She's still asleep mom, I didn't want to wake her because she looked really tired