She Blank On My Blank Till I Blank Novels & Stories

I felt like I just couldn't hold back my feet's firmness to the ground. Gradually, everything went totally blank before me. And I blanked out along.

'Bite her! Bite her! Drink her dry! ' My cracked lips felt the gush of chilled breeze as I nearly stumbled against the school's concrete floor at the whining of my malnourished stomach. Once a fuss of chatter and an outpouring of friends, the hallway had become an endless torrent of order, each of us a careful two meters apart. Keenly, I went after Abigail, my best friend's girlfriend, as she tottled down the hallway by herself, her blue Nike tracksuit was smeared and reeked of fresh blood.

he said blankly. Just then, the girl who was inside his car came out. She was almost naked. Wasn't she cold? It felt like I could die any moment from the cold and here she was, technically naked. And he called me a whore... "Baby, who is she?" she faked smiling at me. She was tall, probably 6ft, and she also had hills on. "She is no one, no one you need to know," Jack told her. That hurts. "You can go now, I don't want you here." he gritted out at me.

Lynette’s POV The sound of Taylor Swift’s “Blank Space” fills my living room, the lyrics weaving through the air as I sway to the rhythm. The bass vibrates faintly beneath my feet, the melody almost drowning out the distant hum of traffic outside. “Screaming, crying, perfect storms…”

"Who gave you permission to touch her?" In an instant, everyone froze in shock. The man who had been lying unconscious in a hospital bed, hooked up to machines just to stay alive, was now striding into the hall with steady steps. "Mr. Frank's awake? Wasn't he in a coma this whole time?" "I heard Ms. Huber tried all kinds of crazy home remedies. Guess none of those specialists could help, but somehow she did it." "Looks like she really will be Mrs. Frank." A flicker of joy lit up Michelle's face, too obvious to hide.

"Who told you to display a fake score report?" The technician shook his head frantically. "This is the live result pulled directly from the official system!" Lydia refused to believe him and checked on her own phone. Her face became paler by the second. "How could this be?" My father seemed to remember something. He pointed at me and roared, "What exactly did you do in the testing center?" I told him the truth. "I turned in a blank exam. So what?" Daphne stared at me in disbelief, panic plain on her face. "How could you turn in a blank exam?"

Anything positive about Blank would be like an ice-cream to me right now, or like a fourteen days trip to an icy country. Another knock comes on the door. “Go away!” I yell. But, seconds later, I realize that could be childish. Blank said I was acting childish when I raised my voice at him earlier. Maybe I really am. Maybe it’s a turn-off to him. “Uh… I’m sorry. I’ll come out later. But can I be alone for now?” I say calmly despite myself. “I won’t take much of your time, Nectar. Please, let me talk to you,” Blank’s voice comes through the door. “After that, if you still want to be alone, then I promise no one will bother you.”

Nothing. Everything became blank.