Unscripted Novels & Stories

he murmured in his usual irksome tone. This time, Aiden raised his head and furrowed his forehead, not liking what Xavier had said. We had been separated for almost ten years, but how he knitted his eyebrows and squinted, slowly chewing his food, worried me. “My brother loved watching that reality show,” he glanced at my best friend. “You know, the one in which a billionaire goes undercover, making his hundred dollars into a million from scratch in just ninety days. So...” He moved his head from side to side as if looking for something. “So... Where’s the camera?”

Audio only. No name. “They told me I was too reactive. I stopped reacting. And then they told me I was empty. So I started pretending again. I’m not pretending anymore.” The next was a vidstream of two fathers watching their daughter paint her face without modulation filters. The next? A man who whispered for twenty seconds, then just breathed into the mic grief in his lungs, unscripted. And the next? “I was in the Merge program for six years. I thought I was a model citizen.

"What's the first thing we do when we unpack?" "We buy the simplest, most inexpensive fabric couch we can find," Portia murmured smoothly, her voice dropping into a tender, fierce register that carried an absolute, sacred weight. "And then, I am going to hold your hand in the daylight every single day, without a single piece of campus armor, and without a single camera watching us."

I helpfully supplied. Marco, who had been unsuccessfully trying to convince us to eat actual dinner for the last hour, let out an exhausted sigh. "They've watched six episodes." "Seven," Matias corrected. "We skipped lunch," Marco added. "Because they were watching this." "It was getting good." Alessandro's gaze shifted toward the television. On the screen, Song Joong-ki stepped out of a sleek black car in an expensive suit while dramatic music played in the background. He frowned. "...Who's that?"

He picked up his cell phone and called Nurse Naomi, putting the phone on loudspeaker so everyone could hear the conversation. "Good evening, Doctor Jonas," Nurse Naomi greeted. "Good evening, Nurse Naomi. I wanted to ask you something," Tristan said. "Oh yes, please, Doctor Tristan." "That show you were watching earlier, the celebrity outing, was it live?" "Yes, yes, Doctor Tristan, it was live. But it's over now because the celebrity is on a plane." "Which TV channel was it on?" Trevor asked, interrupting. "Uh, it's a new TV channel, sir," Nurse Naomi replied nervously. "I think it's only been around for the past six months, and those celebrity vlogs are their mainstay. It's called the 81er

They're always arguing about something. We finish our lunch and as I'm walking to my next class, my phone buzzes with a message from Kai. My heart races for some reason and I find myself smiling. Kai: Hey girl, I heard the movie with David is canceled. How about a movie with me? Stella: Rain check. Mac just broke up with that jerk and I promised her we'd have a night of ice cream and movies. Kai: Fine, I'll let you off the hook this time since it's a breakup. We won't be able to hang out and indulge in popcorn like we usually do.

The cacophony of voices and camera flashes only added to the drama. Seraphina, Mace's niece, couldn't resist the allure of the moment. She pulled out her phone and began recording the spectacle. Her young, rebellious spirit found humor in the situation, and she couldn't resist adding her own snarky commentary, clearly targeted at her uncle. "Uncle Mace, this is some top-notch entertainment," Seraphina quipped as she captured the destruction of the Jeep on her phone. "You should consider charging admission for this show." The crowd of onlookers watched with a mix of shock and amusement, unsure of what to make of the fiery woman taking her anger out on a billionaire's car. It was a surreal and

That was… *fire emoji* Collin: lol. Well, that’s a relief. Glad to give you something for your spank bank ;) use it in good health next time you get off thinking about me. I covered my face with both hands shaking my head. This guy was something else. And damn it, I want to be the one that figures out what he is. He continues to surprise me and fry my brain. Cassidy: I’ll think about it. Not sure you can replace Tom Holland as more than a special guest.

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