Trent asked me for the fifth time since I entered the green room. "Yes, I'm fine," I said, patting his face and giggling. Okay, so I was a little tipsy. So sue me, I just broke up with my boyfriend impulsively via text message. Things were bound to get crazy. But it really wasn’t all that bad, I ...
Everything that happened earlier made it hard to concentrate, but luckily it doesn’t take much effort to grade five and six year olds. It mostly involves writing a lot of superlatives and smiley faces. Still, I found even that difficult. I couldn’t stop shaking, thinking about how my resolve arou...
His claws weighed down into my shoulder, shooting pain traveling up them as they bore his brutish weight. I was paralyzed, seized by the sight of his long fangs and the deadly snarl of his lips above it. I could see the line of his gums, black and glistening in the dim light from the porch. He wa...
Brandon chattered on mindlessly for nearly the whole five hours, constantly hitting his knee caps against the dashboard. I knew it was his way of dealing with the stress, so I didn’t stop him. Nobody else seemed interested in saying anything anyway. I was mostly just glad I didn’t have to see Tre...
A soft, warm touch prodded my shoulder, and I opened my eyes to find my face was pressed up against the van window, daylight burning through my tired eyes. It took a minute for me to adjust, and then I saw the familiar white beach house with a pink trim. “Trent,” I said, feeling his presence ins...