The Stand Frannie Novels & Stories

From a young age, I've known I was born to be a substitute for my deceased sister, Leah. On my 6th birthday, my parents take me to the market to choose a cloak for cubs. I excitedly spend ages choosing, then point at a silver one. However, Mom's expression shifts drastically, and she grabs me by the ear and screams like a madwoman, "Who told you to choose silver? Leah's favorite color can only be red!" When Dad sees Mom act up, he roughly yanks me away. I fall to the ground, hitting my head, and blood streams down my face. From then on, I desperately try to become more like Leah. No matter what I choose, I only choose something in red, the color she loved most. But one day, I break the

I felt nauseous, he hurriedly stood up and caught my hands. “ Please wait. Let's watch the movie.” Nothing was getting into my ear, only his words buzzed over and over again as my chest hammered and my breathing hitched in disbelief. I couldn't believe he would say something like that, I whispered in shock, “ One night stand.” His eyes became bulged, red and I didn't know if it was anger or tears about to pour from them. I wanted to be quiet, I didn't want to say a word but I couldn't bear it, I had to say something so I sputtered like a tap,

However, encountering someone so clueless about humility was a first for her. Frank has such taste? With no chair to sit on, Oriel decided to stand.

I retorted. "But I’m full," she rebutted. "Okay, then," I murmured as I continued consuming my fries. I chose the plain one and I don't dip it to anything. I like my potatoes plain and no cheese or whatever. I heard Zandrey chuckling beside me. Why does it seem like I’m the only one affected by what happened between us last night? Why does he seem so chill? "Are you sure you won't eat something else?" He asked. I shook my head as reply. I’m good with my fries and the carbonara I just had earlier.

She cried helplessly as she watched her mother connected to various medical equipment. "Mom, I've failed you. I couldn't even raise money for your surgery." Layla cried. "Miss Layla?" She heard someone calling her and she turned to the source of the voice. She wiped her tears as she asked with caution. "Who are you?" "Kingsley Steinfeld." He responded. "What do you want from me?" She asked. "Our boss would like to speak with you." He said. "Your boss? Who's your boss?" She asked and Kingsley smiled.

I'll carry it until I can no longer bear it” Her phone has stopped vibrating but it starts again. She still doesn't touch it. I glance her way again and for the first time, I notice that there's something written on her t-shirt and that it's written in green colored ink. It's very hideous actually. I ignore it and focus back on the road. “So, do you accept my proposal or do you want an annulment?”

Frannie has been pushing me to find a wife, she is almost like a mother hen. “Make sure you’re nice to this new assistant Mr. McAlister, ``It's hard to find good workers in L.A. nowadays.” Frannie has that look on her face that makes you want to slink back to your room. She knows I’ve been pretty hard on all of the other assistants, most of them didn’t last a week. I can’t handle incompetence and laziness, most people would kiss my feet just to have this job.

the audition was over here. the assistant director helped Hillary unwind the stunt rigging. Hillary ran to the table with a smile and bent her head. "excuse me, did you think I was okay?" she asked and smiled sweetly. the assistant director took a look at Raymond and saw that although he had returned to his mind, he did not want to answer her, so he falsely said, "wait for the results." Hillary looked at Raymond and can't understand why he didn't even look at her. she was beautiful, and her family was willing to pay to make her famous. she asked with some pride, "mr Yates, want do you think of my performance?" Raymond sense her eyes but was ultimately not to be swayed.

she confirms and the others nod “What about you young lady?” she asks me “U-um can i have coffee instead?” “Coming right up” she adds before stomping her way to the counter. My eyes dart around the place as I take it all in until they finally land on him. “Do you know anything about combat?” he asks “N-no” i answer He hits his fist on the table, making me jump “She’ll learn, thats why shes joining the academy” Yoda says to Yohan “How will she control the power of the Frinx if she can't even hold a sword right?”

Fran- Shut up. I swear, if I wasn’t aware of my name, I would swear it was shut up. Evander and now Fran think that is okay. I need to stand up for myself. But not against Fran. I don’t like how her brain works. She can tell me to shut up, that might be safest. But I’ll take a stand against Evander. Him, I’ll tell to shut up. Yeah, I can take a stand against Evander. Fran- Dexter Me- Yes dear.