Sloppy Seconds Novels & Stories

I wanted the young girl to turn around, curious of what her face looked like. "I know, I know," She spoke. "You're thirty minutes late. I woke you up before I left, what happened?" "I was awake, but after my jog, I passed right back out." Crissy looked. Ms. Crissy was a plump and extremely short woman. Her hair was cut very low and she had round studs in her ears. "Can you please excuse me? Give me a tardy slip?" "Ashley, what were the rules?" I watched as the young girl shifted her weight from her left foot to her right, and she seemed to cross her arms.

That show was famous for their juicy fast talks and interviews. As she waited to be called, she couldn’t stop thinking about the possibility of them talking when she blacked out. She couldn’t believe how densed she was to be so late to connect the dots. Since they flew back to the Metro, he had been good, as if the currents of the winds inside his head changed.

please be a deer please be a deer oh God be a deer please . . . bright sun glaring off winter hills, distorting his vision. And there was the mound of pink, fluffy fur, ringed with white cotton, heaped on the snow bank. Jesse’s world crumbled. “Oh shit.” He scrambled forward. “Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!”

She expressed her dissatisfaction dramatically. "Tss, you brat," Zeeve responded. “You didn't finish your lunch, did you?" Zeeve added while glancing at her. "I ate it, but it was three hours ago. Without a doubt, it had most likely been digested by this time,” she continued to complain louder while gripping her stomach in a dramatic manner. Zeeve looked at me as if he were requesting my permission. "Would that be acceptable to you?" "Yes, I was hungry as well. Don't be concerned; I'm not bothered,” Zeeve nodded, and Zeiara smiled triumphantly.

First Date *************** Narrators pov *************** He stood at the cafe door patiently waiting for her, she was already 10 minutes late. Anthony made up his mind that even if she doesn't come, he would understand. Their meeting each other had been a coincidence and whatever spark he felt they both had must have diminished for her.

Bend the rules without breaking them. This morning I lost control and let my wolf take over. She smelt amazing like her Pomegranate flavored shampoo and conditioner. Breathing in her smell makes my nostrils flare. In that tiny ass towel. I really did need toothpaste but I needed toothpaste 15 minutes before I went to the girls bathroom so I could see her. I'm getting off track again. That's a real problem. 2 hours, 44 minutes, 52 seconds. 53 seconds, 54 seco-

The smile on her face fades quickly. THOMAS Thomas’ hands freeze in the air when he hears someone giggling downstairs. Thomas looks up from his phone and down to see who is laughing. Thomas’ gaze is drawn to the woman who was once the most amazing woman in his life. His heart tightens as he realizes it's been months since he's seen or heard that smile or giggle. Unconsciously, his thoughts return to the times when that smile would brighten his day. Thomas clenches his fists as he watches her gush over Leo and Serena. He hates that smile of hers more than anything else right now. Staring at it makes him want to rip it off her face, as it causes him heartache. He’s furious he fell for that smi

Another shot. Time slows.

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