Seventeen #clap Novels & Stories

The next few days were strange. We were tender with each other careful not to press too hard on the bruise forming between anticipation and loss. We talked about logistics. Dates. Time zones. We laughed more than necessary, like laughter could preemptively soften the ache. But underneath it all, something churned. One afternoon, I found myself staring at an old photo on my phone. Seventeen-year-old me. Seventeen-year-old her. Her arm slung around my shoulders. My smile reckless and unguarded. We looked like people who hadn’t learned yet how much loving could ask of you.

for life. “You gotta help me, I’m losing my mind. Keep getting the feeling you wanna leave this all behind. Thought we were going strong I thought we were holding on, aren’t we?” The music stops and Julian started complimenting me, “Great job Milo . Can we get more of the last part and go a bit higher on the aren’t we part. It sounded a little flat.” I nod, “Okay.” The song plays again and I tried to sing my part for History. Julian speaks over the devise in the vocal booth, “Can you guys keep doing the clapping for the intro? It sounds more aesthetic.” Julian signals two, three, four and we started clapping along the song. He gestures his hand to stop, “Wonderful.”

Clap, Clap, Clap. “Bravo.” Claudia stayed silent for a moment. Then a slow, mischievous smile spread across her face Like a child Caught doing something she wasn’t supposed to.

I didn't miss how he and Nanay Emily shared a look, but I continued walking upstairs while humming the 'Happy song' of Pharrell Williams. "Huh... because I'm happy, clap along if you feel like a room without a roof. Because I'm happy, clap along if you feel like happiness is the truth. Because I'm happy, clap along if you know what happiness is to you. Because I'm happy, clap along if you feel like that's what you wanna do.."

Before that, Susan didn't want to eat, and Caleb had to coax her to eat—Seven failed markings, seven excuses to run to Susan, seven times to abandon me without hesitation. I gave him seven chances, but he didn't have the time to mark me. The last time when Caleb left me, my heart got used to it. I was not as sad as I was the last seven times. Maybe I had long been accustomed to being abandoned alone, or perhaps I had long expected his departure.

"Oh, hi Mila. Yes, I just arrived.” The clinking of the elevator was heard followed by the steel doors opening and the two and several other people also entered. Luna Lee and Mila Stone chose to stand in the back corner because they were going out on the top floor of the building, which was the thirteenth floor. Some people believe that thirteen is an unlucky number. But, Luna doesn’t care at all. Mila Stone realized something when she saw Luna. "Hey Luna, looks like your Tumblr is leaking because your hands look a little dirty too," said Mila Stone.

LISA May 9th 2018 I stand outside the club trying to muster up the courage to confront Chad! I left the club planning to never return. But reality hit me and I have bills I need to pay. I have plans to travel the country and I'm not gonna let Chad fucking ruin it for me. I straighten my back and raise my head holding it high. I pull the door back and walk inside. The moment the door closes behind me, someone collides into me with enough force to send me falling towards the ground with a slight thud to the side of my head.

Erik opened his arms to the side, and brought his arms to his front with strength, generating a loud 'clap' sound. *CLAP* Then, he opened his arms again, slowly, returning to the initial position of open arms. But as he was opening his arms, a dark blue magic circle with a raven in the center started to grow from under the hearthstone, just above the elevated platform, until it encompassed all the platform and the stones at its borders.

She said while laughing. "What your name?" I asked as I started to sway my hips to the beat of the music. "Anastasia but everyone calls me Stass." She said while dancing to the music with me. We both started laughing and dancing to the music. We were completely drunk and complete strangers but we were acting like we've known each other forever. "Snapchat!" Stass yelled as she pulled out her phone. We took a couple of photos, but when she was done my whole demeanor changed. All my happiness turned into utter anger.

One Week Later Arietta's Point Of View "The carnival is coming in just three days, the carnival is coming in just three days... hey," Kori sang, dancing around the living room with Mouris's hands on her shoulders. I watched as they both showcased their craziness. Clarry is helping me with my pedicure, and Bessy is going through stuff on her laptop. Kim is smiling and texting. I'm sure she's flirting with one dude.