Let's Play Pretend Novels & Stories

“Oh thank God, you’re home!” Liz barreled inside, one fake eyelash hanging on for dear life. “Please, I need your help.” “I’m not babysitting your nephews again,” I warned. “Those twin boys are feral.” “No, not them. Today is… different. Can you pretend to be someone for, like, tonight? Please?” I blinked. Once. Twice. Surely not. “Come on, girl.” She kicked the door shut behind her. “Before you say no—”

So I needed to pretend in front of my mother and father. I was brainstorming ideas with Aldonis in my study when he snapped his fingers, drawing my attention. "Why don't you and Vera pretend to be a loving couple?" I saw reason in what he said but I needed Vera to play along and I doubt she would agree but I had to take the risk so here I was just staring at her as she read. I was so bad at this. I needed to get her attention so I snatched her book from her and held it behind me Immediately I did her head shot up and she looked at me furiously

We duck behind the slide like spies so the girl on the bench can’t see us. “Here’s the deal! I need you to play along with me!” I lay it out straight, and the kids perk up, looking at me with sharp interest. “What do we have to do?” Egor, our most business-minded one, gets straight to the point. “See that girl on the bench?” We peek out of hiding, and I point at the one who caught my eye. The kids nod knowingly. “I need you to pretend I’m your dad!” “That’s kinda lame,” Andry blurts out, and my jaw drops.

Perfect. It seems there are other guys that share my idea because by the time we get to the make-believe court, there are people there. They're already playing a game. "Hey, can we join in? I've got a ball." I'm spinning Archer's super expensive and signed ball in the air. It beats the rubber whatever they were using. They agree, and after splitting teams, we're playing. It's not the traditional way because there are roughly 15 of us on one team.

Massimo quickly took off his coat, placing it in his lap, before Millie could walk up to him “I never realized that your mother and I could have so much fun together.” “We have to do this again!” Millie jumped in place, far from noticing Alice's red cheeks “And tomorrow too! And on my birthday! We can pretend that your chair is a rocket and that we are astronauts! Mommy, mommy! Can we do this for my birthday? Can I dress up?” she turned to hug Alice's legs, who just picked her up. “We can think about it. We still have week until then. But for today, I think Massimo is getting tired enough. We need to let him rest so he doesn’t end up sick again.”

He was grateful to be able to go outside with his friend once again. They moved to the door and Randey glanced down with a grimace. “Are you wearing those again? ” She looked at her sandals and frowned at him. “Yes. I told you, Na’Himara don’t wear boots!” He sighed, accepting her stubbornness. They hurried down the steps, across the field beside the house to the trees beyond. They spent the next few hours playing a variety of games, including play-acting at being a true Black Knight and Na’Himara, fighting off the forces of some inhuman, terrible foes. They were, of course, victorious, though Keyla didn’t like it when Randey pretended to cut the head from the non-existent Troll that led the

Jason Peters opened his eyes slowly; he was beginning to come out of his extremely droopy state finally. His eyelids fluttered as though they were in the making of a slow motion video. All these were the after effects of staying up the whole night playing video games and at the same time hiding from his mom to avoid any of her reprimands for his"unethical behaviour". He was allowed to be up till at least 9pm during holidays, but he stayed awake till a whooping 2am the next morning.

Uncle voiced reached out and I had to pause on the steps hearing those words. Pretend? Yes! We all pretended before her all this time and everyone did it without missing anyone and she is doing the same now. She is showing her anger this way and I don’t know from when she knew everything but I can’t let her be like this and make sure she let out everything. With that thought, I left their house after nodding at her parents and told them I didn’t tell her the truth which made them think how could she know everything then. *Mihira Pov*

"I want to make Laura's birthday this year the most special and memorable one she's ever had." Laura's parents looked at each other, then back at me. "What do you have in mind?" her mother asked. I took a deep breath and began to outline my plan. "I want to pretend that I'm bankrupt and in poverty," I said. "I want you both to act as in shock, and that you're hearing this news for the first time." Laura's father protested immediately. "I don't see the point in pretending to be in poverty. Why would you want to do that?"

It wasn't fair that someone this cold could smell that good. "There are a few things you need to know if we want to make this work. This..." He gestured to the both of us, "is make believe. There is a possibility that my parents will be visiting, we have to pretend like we are madly in love with each other in front of them."