I've Got Sunshine In My Pocket Novels & Stories

I glare out at the passing scenery and just feel like I’m suffocating. I pull out my cell to see an email from Jake, instantly bringing softness to my face and a lift in my mood. He always brings me back from craziness, even when I think nothing will and I hurry to open it. Jake Carrero has sent you an iTunes gift. “Just Give Me A Reason” by Pink.

I watched a smile appear on his lips, his eyes fixed on me like he had been watching me for a long time. “You’re awake,” he said softly. “Good morning sunshine.” Sunshine?? I looked at him, puzzled at what I just heard. Did he just call me sunshine? Am I hallucinating? Is he trying to play a game with me? What has he got up his sleeve? “Sunshine….?” I asked, eyes widened. “Of course you heard correctly. Sunshine. I called you sunshine because you are carrying my sunshine. Why are you acting surprised like you've never been called by such a name before? How are you feeling now?

] I slipped my phone into my pocket and headed for my car. Morning sun spilled across the road as I hit the gas and drove toward the life that was finally mine.

My pulse increased, and I squeezed my eyes tightly together, willing it to stop and pleading to Selene that it would pass. I pushed the feeling further and further down. I felt a slight pinch in my neck, and my entire body felt heavy. The burning subsided as I was pulled into the darkness. ~~~ "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine. You make me happy when skies are grey. You'll never know, dear, how much I love you. Please don't take my sunshine away," "Stop it, mama. I'm getting too big for nighttime snuggles." I giggled as my mother pecked kisses all over my face.

Even hundreds of senior college students also did not want to be late. With my full tank of confidence, I stepped my foot while visualizing 'Can't Stop the Feeling' by Justin Timberlake, playing as the background soundtrack! 'I got that sunshine in my pocket. Got that good soul in my feet', and so on, and so on. 'I can't stop the feeling! So just dance, dance, dance, and come on'. Please stop! I could not stop singing!

Anebella pov: Sun is the only thing I love every morning. It shines brightly like always, even after many tragedies in my life. I took my Parker pen to note the date of today, as paid. I have paid the rent. A small smile crept my lips. These monthly needs, when it meets, I feel elated. The remaining days in a month I could feel relaxed.

Anya The sunshine streaming through my windows hints at a world outside that I used to be a part of. But today is different. It’s my first day off, and I decide to spend it by the pool. The sun is out, the sky a crystal-clear blue as if trying to mock the murkiness clouding my thoughts. I walk out onto the penthouse deck, sliding the glass door shut behind me with a soft click.

Oh my gosh, I hate darkness. The other night dear, as I lay sleeping I dreamed I held you in my arms But when I awoke, dear, I was mistaken So I hung my head and I cried My knees went weak when I recognized the voice behind me; it was Jaxon. I turned around to face him; he was carrying a bouquet of pink and white roses. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are gray You’ll never know dear, how much I love you Please don’t take my sunshine away

To the drive. I needed to talk. Listen. Blend. Two girls walked in. Sweaty. Giggling. Makeup smudged but still pretty. One had green glitter all over her chest. The other held bundles of hundred-dollar bills. Stuffed in her bra. In her garter. They peeled them out. Counted quick. Laughed when they saw the numbers. I stepped closer. Smiled. “Hi girls. I’m Sunshine.” They stopped. Looked at me. Up and down. Slow.