June First Novels & Stories

Keya P.O.V It was June and school was finally out! No more waking up early, rushing to class, missing breakfast, or doing homework... Well, that is until September comes. But whatever it's summer! And I’m going to the Puerto Rican Parade and Carnival today, woohoo!

It's six months, six months. Today is the very first day of June, Summer. Needless to say, it's been six months since the enrollment day, so I'm the only one here alone, standing on the main path, staring to the inside like an idiot from the outside of the main school gates. If there's someone else watching what I am doing, I would've died from embarrassment. They would probably think that I'm a weirdo from staring into the air with a sentimental look. On top of that, I stare twice, it would be enough to kill me twice.

Elijah, at only seven, ran close behind her, his small legs moving as fast as they could. Father embraced Adam first, his eldest son, with a firm hug before sweeping Mother and Bella into his arms, showering them with kisses. He clasped Elijah close and then turned to me, his eyes briefly meeting mine. There was joy in his gaze-or perhaps relief-but there was something else too: a shadow, a sadness that lingered even as he smiled.

he asked again. "Understood, sir," June replied again. In her heart, June cursed, but her lips turned into a smile. This is what June calls professionalism. She then walked quickly but calmly to her desk. Drake's eyes darted after June's footsteps toward her desk. He then snorted. Since this was her first day, Drake was going to leave her asking so many questions like that. Drake took his coffee and blew it then took a slow sip. Great coffee. Drake took another sip then glanced at June. It seemed he had seen her somewhere, but Drake couldn't remember anymore.

All I wanted—literally all I wanted —was to collapse on my bed, maybe eat something mindless like ramen, take a quick shower, and pass out for an hour or two before throwing on a hoodie for the game tonight. That was the plan. Simple. Blissful. Achievable. At least, that's what I thought. Except, apparently, June had drafted her own plan, and it was… not simple nor blissful. The second I pushed open the door, I was met with a squeal that nearly knocked me backward. “There she is!” June leapt up from her desk like she’d been waiting all day for this. Her eyes were sparkling with something I didn’t trust. I narrowed my eyes at her as she continued. “Finally. Do you even know what day it is?”

Nicole looked at the clock in the room and said, “I’m kind of in a hurry so I’ll make my story brief and comprehensive. After breaking your heart, I owe you an explanation my darling Muhammad.” Muhammad tried switching on the radio on his belt, in hope that anyone on the other end could listen to the conversation if the signal was restored. If Maryam and he were going to die tonight, their death might as well not be in vain. The most important thing was revealing the real identity of The First One.

June, Thirty-Fifth Year In June of the thirty-fifth year, Ernest woke at six. The June light was already at the curtains — the long English summer light that arrived before the house was ready for it, the light that was one of the specific qualities of the thirty-fifth June that was also the quality of the first June and all the thirty-three Junes between them. The light in June was different from the light in any other month: earlier, brighter, more insistent. It came through the curtains not as a suggestion but as an announcement. The day was here. The day was happening. The day would not wait.

pointing towards the bags. June widens her eyes and look at me, “aissh I am going to be out of station by early sunrise and I forgot to tell Stay's, shit I am so much in trouble”. She stops her words for a second and looks at me with a smirk now I am not sure about the kind of smirk she is giving. “take her to your place, she cannot stay alone you know how she gets panic, take her with you I am going for a business trip to Dubai for two months..” June said.

Most importantly, it was quiet here and near the hospital, so getting to work would be easy. "El, Junie, you two go shower first. It's Monday tomorrow, which means it's your first day at kindergarten. You should sleep early tonight." "Okay, Mommy. Will I make a lot and a lot of friends in kindergarten?" June asked. "Yes, Junie. You'll make lots of new friends." It was obvious that June liked it here more than she did in Yuvaran. She had always been more lively and loved making friends. She was curious about starting kindergarten and was looking forward to it.

But along with the good things that many people always wish for is the terrible pressure that not everyone can bear, even the number of people who can work with Laetus is very small, all will give up after 3 working days, in worse cases, only half a day is threatened by Laetus to run out of sandals. June can be considered a special exception, it is special because the circumstances under which June met Laetus were a bit special, the two met in a city bar, at which time June had just been fired due to his disobedience to his superiors, because he was so upset that he decided to let himself go, After all, his job was gone, he had cursed the rotten boss a game before.