Slash 80s Novels & Stories

"Let's all welcome back the 1985 Mr. JS Valentine's winner, Mr. Alfred Umali !" Alfred appeared on stage, wearing a spectacular black and white tuxedo with long, white scarf, looking every inch a star. His hair was longer and he appeared slimmer. The female population collectively screamed, groaned and applauded loudly. I was stunned and dumbfounded, as I watched him saunter towards the winner and shook his hand. I was sweating. Lance wrapped his arm around my shoulders as I bowed my head. I furtively looked towards Charm, and saw that she was staring at Alfred. I'm guessing she didn't know that he would be here tonight, either. I saw her date standing beside her, looking dumbstruck. I place

Heat spread across my skin. I tightened my fingers against the edge of my coat and said quietly, “I’m sorry. If I made you uncomfortable, I apologize.” Vanessa only sneered. Then she came around the table and slapped me across the face. “You think pretending you can barely walk will make Liam come running back to you?” “Let me tell you something. Liam is mine. He will be mine for the rest of his life. Don’t think you can steal him just because you were his first love.”

I loved my boots just the way they were. The drive started off nicely as we followed Chris location, Siri’s voice being of major help as we swerved lanes. “I spot prince charming,” I hummed tapping the arm of the chair, facing out the car window. Chris Ryder’s poster for his new movie, Silver Sworn was literally everywhere, only switching simultaneously with Justin Star Ryder’s top charting single. He was posed in his old English assassin type attire holding the sandix, the supposed thing he had to guard through the whole movie. His hair was dyed a glimmering silver, bringing out his natural blue eyes. Britney scoffed, turning left per siri’s instruction, “mm,” she hummed.