Joyce Byers Novels & Stories

But Silas wasn’t listening; he simply went on and continued, “The central subject is a field of pale blue irises under a silver sky.” “Mr. Scott,” Joel said in an impressed tone. “You described that so well, I didn’t know you were a lover of ART.” Silas merely ignored the comment and asked, “Is Joyce now in the clear? I have another meeting to get to.” Joyce walked towards him and stood beside him, her lashes trembling, as if she were barely holding herself together, and whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, “Thank you, Silas. My long dream would have vanished if you hadn’t continued,

She took her bag and they bid their farewells. She walked out of her seat. "Don't forget to call me when you get home Riley." "Alright." she waved at her. Nancy smiled at them and glided out of the bus. After a few seconds, the bus sped off and Nancy continued her walk. Her path home is quite a busy road but there was an unusual silence on the road today which sent thrilling waves through her spines.

I’m a nerd but not a typical nerd with glasses and stuff. I can be crazy if I want to… but I don’t like making friends, maybe I’m gonna change though.. we can’t predict the future! “Anyways, come let’s go get my books!” I said. I grab her hand and pulls her along with me… My court boy tries to follow but I glared at him. “Don’t follow me!” “I… We… Oh!” Then Joyce and I rushed off… before I die of suffocation! * * Writer’s pov 🎀