Not So Easy Novels & Stories

Easier said than done. To Be Continued...

ignore his request for help."I'm sorry to hear that, Oliver," she said, reaching across the table to touch his hand. "Of course, I'll help in any way I can."Oliver nodded gratefully. "Thank you, Janet. You don't know how much this means to me."They sat in silence for a few moments, neither of them knowing what to say. The tension between them was palpable, and Janet wondered if it would ever go away."How have you been, Janet?" Oliver asked, breaking the silence.Janet took a sip of her coffee, trying to think of an answer. "I've been good, busy with work and the kids," she said finally. "What about you?""I've been busy with pack business," Oliver said, shrugging. "You know how it is."Janet n

No falling in love. Easy right?

"It's not that hard. I promise..." ****

I breath harder with only one question in mind, Did he just catch me again? =====••======••=======••======

Her Mom yelled before she hung up. "Great! I made a promise to go to a stupid ball and now, I have no dress". She complained to herself. She kicked the trash can in front of her in frustration. A can of Reezes (a blackcurrant soda) peaked its head. It reminded her of her Granny. Granny would condemn it each time she bought one. She threatened to never hug Lacey if she kept drinking it.

fast "Remember when we ran away because My mum wouldn't let us eat chocolate and we got soo hungry we came back and My mum didn't even notice we were gone? He laughed " we only walked to the end of the street" Two eight-year-olds trying to run away because of being denied chocolate, we weren't the smartest of kids I continued the story "and what did you do when we got home?“ Tyler's face became red at the question "how was I to know she didn't know we were gone"

Easy as-- "Hey, guys!"

"Fine. Go get changed." *** Translations: *nyash: ass. When someone says your father's nyash, its basically your father's ass they're cursing out. *Waka: Its a curse or an insult *No vex o: Don't be angry

"Johnny, seriously? Enough already. You haven't answered my calls or come home, and now you're here causing a scene? There's a time and place for tantrums. I'll have the driver take you home." She reached out to grab my arm. I stepped back, dodging her touch, and let out a laugh. "Don't flatter yourself, Sylvie. I'm not here for you." Tyler cut in, voice sharp and mocking. "Johnny, today's for professionals. You're not seriously here to compete in design, are you? Do you even know design? I mean, I get that you're in love with Sylvie, but you don't need to humiliate yourself." Sylvie frowned slightly, perhaps uncomfortable with his tone. But then she noticed something—something on my face.