Reunions Book Novels & Stories

Headlines. Melissa Brown. Reunion Drama. Viral altercation. Oh my gosh. Katrina had mentioned the reunion briefly the other day, but I hadn’t given it much thought. I figured it was just a regular night with awkward hugs and fake compliments. Maybe some petty gossip. But this? This was a digital bloodbath.

Long awaited reunion. Love you all…..

com>, and several others. Date: Fri, June 17, 2017 at 8:30 AM Subject: The Reunion Hello fellow parents, and kids! It’s finally time! I’m proud to finally announce that the RT reunion we’ve all been anticipating will be held on July 24, 2016, at the activity center near the Ocampo residence (address should be attached later on in this email). Plus-ones are welcome for each family, so feel free to bring a special guest of your choice. Get ready to catch up with old friends, reminisce timeless memories, and just all-around great fun!

I will make sure I always choose myself first' But I knew it was just wishful thinking. Something that could never come true. But as the thought of my parents and my first lost child crossed my mind, I found myself smiling and seeing hope even in the face of pain. At least I could get to see them again. We could reunite again, without ever being apart from each other. It was the only thing that comforted me to accept the cruel fate that was designed for me...

Monica replied as she spooned Anton some rice. "Okay," said Anton. "To be honest, I'm still traumatized by being cheated on. Or when you say you want to get together with your old friends, about school reunions, bukber and the like, you can't come anymore," Monica replied with a sharp look. "I understand, for your sake, I won't go to the invitation of reunion, bukber, or anything like that with my old friends," said Anton. Monica smiled but even though she could smile beautifully in front of Anton her heart could not lie. She was still traumatized and could not fully trust Anton. There is a saying that if a man cheats once, he will do it again.

I hadn't been entirely sure before, but her defensive response confirmed my suspicions at once. I snatched the phone from her and shoved her aside. I redialed the most recent number in her call log, and the call was answered immediately. "Don't worry, Fay. I gave the orders again. The spot where Janice was buried has been completely cleaned up. Not a single drop of blood will be left in the snow—" It was Shawn's voice. He was my lifelong best friend. My eyes widened in disbelief. The betrayal by the two people closest to me hit like a punch to the gut. I hurled the phone against the wall in a blind rage, looking as though I might tear Freya apart the very next second.

I scrolled through my phone, hardly surprised when i saw no call from my mum. I hurried through Jace’s messages, not wanting to deal with them. They were mostly him apologizing. I headed to my emails, scanning through them. One email at the bottom caught my eye. ‘Invite to Wellington Crest Academy Class of 19/20 Annual Reunion.’ I clicked it open, taking my time to read through, my heart pounding with excitement. I haven't attended any of the reunions. Jace went away and I had no one. Then I got married, and Christian refused to entertain anything concerning Wellington Crest.

"Donna, I promise that I'll manage the coffee shop as well as I can. You're always welcome to come back." "Thank you, Skylar. I look forward to our reunion next time. Remember, you're a great person, and you can always make your own decisions in life!" For the first time, I shed tears of joy and happiness. At the very least, I knew that someone out there would miss me despite the world being so big and vast. … I'd been running the coffee shop on my own for close to two months now. Even so, I'd still feel a tingling in my nose every time I recalled my last goodbye with Donna. She had given me the courage to move forward.

I set the wineglass down slowly. So. Andrea wanted to attend the reunion. I walked to the window, staring out at the city lights below while my thoughts sharpened into something colder. That reunion would be full of old classmates. Old gossip. Old memories. People who remembered the wedding. People who remembered Marcus. People who remembered her disappearance. A room full of witnesses and loose tongues. Perfect. I smiled to myself. Because reunions weren’t just for reconnecting. They were for reminding people who they used to be.

Actually I came here to let you in on something else" Clara waved the phone on her face. "About what?" "There will be a classs reunion next week" Clara announced to her. "Oh, I'm not interested" Ottiline opened her files and laptop and continued with what she was doing. "No. You must be interested because I am." "What's there in those reunions, isn't it about finding out who made it and who did it make it? Huh?" "That's the more reason you have to go. Do you even know what they are talking about in the group chat?