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the worst feelingThe worst feeling is that feeling when I catch you not looking at me. The worst feeling is seeing you completely happy without me. I see your normal smiling face laughing with your friends but the thing missing is me beside you. I miss your smile leaning toward me instead, holding your undivided attention. I miss your poke when you wanted me to hug you or just as a greeting. I miss my best friend. I miss you. Sometimes, I think I’m alright, that I’ll keep managing to live normally but you’ve tainted every single part of my life and I can’t ever stop thinking about you. Everything reminds me in some obscure way about something about your life. I’m going to miss you the most when you’ve moved on. When someone else has that quality that I didn’t have and that will make all of the difference in the world. It will be that day that I will have lost my best friend forever because you’ll be her best friend. Not mine. I miss your family who was my
welp“Dorian, wake up,” hissed December.
She roughly shook his shoulder which caused him to stir.
“What is it?” he asked drowsily.
“I don’t think we are alone,” December said, her voice quiet.
Dorian sat up quickly, his hand on his weapon.
“I don’t hear anything,” he said softly.
His steady gaze revolved around their surroundings but nothing stirred-literally nothing stirred. It was eerie with no sound filling their ears. December’s fingers still rested on Dorian’s arm but she seemed not to notice. Her hawkish gaze scanned the perimeter but her fingers began to turn icy. She had completely zoned him out. The air dropped ten degrees which might have been explained by her father’s lineage.
“December,” he began, but she put a thin finger to her lips.
Dorian remembered sharply the memory of that blind boy that he had found out later was Decie’s brother. He ha
The Retrieval Team-7The Retrieval Team-7
The rattling of the vehicle could not have felt terribly good against the pale girl who had been bundled and pressed up against one of the windows.
Whether they meant to or not, the teens had slid as far away from her as possible. Phaedra had forbidden anyone to touch her bare skin. After seeing what the girl had done to the snake, maybe it was for the best…
“If Thanatos was her dad,” began Mae. The girl stirred briefly. “Wouldn’t she have a mother as well?”
“Maybe her mother died,” suggested Meredith. The spunky redhead’s eyes narrowed as she gazed at the forlorn looking creature in the back seat.
“Maybe she killed her,” said Max.
The entire car went silent.
“Way to brighten things up, Maxxie,” drawled Alex sarcastically.
She shrugged slightly apologetic.
“What?” she asked. “We were all thinking it…”
60. Rejection60. Rejection
Decie combed back her platinum bob and smiled falsely at the waiter across the room. Her mission? Get a keycard from one of the staff and get through the door on the third floor. Hopefully, Agent Jackson’s intel would be useful. Otherwise, she would have owrds with him unless she never made it back. That was also a possibility.
“Babe, tell them about the trip to Jamaica,” laughed Jason. He was playing his part well, thought Decie, while she noticed the people surrounding them, turn their attention to her. Acting bored wasn’t hard to do. Swirling the edges of her bob around her fingers and chewing her lip, Decie sighed.
“What, da’ling?” she asked, using her Americanized accent.
“Nevermind,” sighed Jason, returning to his conversation.
“Excuse me, da’ling,” interrupted Decie, leaving the table. Drifting closer to the waiter, she smiled flirtatiously and slipped past him.
The Darkness Pressing In-part 13. Dark
Hlynn watched the light of the fire dim. She was the last one to be stuck beside the dying fire. Most of the children and teens had left to their cabins or begun playing Frisbee by the lake. She shook her head violently as a sudden buzzing in her ears sounded. It was disorienting to have so many things surrounding her. The dying firelight made her Epilepsy bracelet glint, reminding her of what used to happen whenever sunlight hit her eyes wrong. She had not felt this sick since the day of her last attack. Scowling in the darkness, Hlynn watched the bracelet which had been kept on merely as a reminder of her old life. She hadn’t really liked the bracelet while she had been suffering from her illness but it calmed her now to remember back in the days when she hadn’t been a huntress. The buzzing in her brain continued. Frowning darkly, Hlynn rose to her feet only to see everything swim in front of her eyes. She could feel the familiar feeling of her Epileptic att
the one where she almost succeeds3. Light
Mae squinted into the darkness of the room and felt the hairs on her neck rise with the growing apprehension that she was going to not like whatever was down there. Her bow and arrows seemed useless if she couldn’t see. Her fingers tightened around the hilt of the bow as she took a hesitant step forward. A vine snaked its way up the stairs, making a slithering noise. Mae picked up almost instantly on the noise but could not determine where it was coming from until too late. She let out a small squeal as it wrapped around her ankle and jerked her down quickly into the darkness. She plunged her hand outwards as a bright shaft of light lit up the small basement. Her eyes widened.
Maybe making it light wasn’t the best solution…
A towering thing hissed and lunged at her. The brief stint of sunlight that she had wielded faded until she was cast into an even greater darkness.
But that thing could still see. Again, she felt her palms burn with the
The Retrieval Team-6The Retrieval Team-6
“The ground stopped shaking,” said Meredith.
“No, duh,” replied Mae, her nerves making her a pain in the butt.
“Mae,” said Phaedra, her voice oddly still and quiet.
“Yeah?” she replied, turning her attention to the window. The stillness outside scared her to death. What was going on?
“Don’t turn around, just duck,” she said.
Mae ducked and rolled to the side while something heavy struck the floor where she just was. The room spun with the swirling candlelight and the flashing of the demigods weapons. What looked like a thick snake swirled its gruesome head around and slammed into Mae’s mid-section. The air was knocked out of her, but Max leapt upon the thing’s neck and shoved her plumbata roughly downward through its neck. It lit the room with a scream and thrashed itself around, successfully throwing Max off into the wall. Alex and Giovanni began strik
It was supposed to be fun. That’s what the Hephaestus kids had said.
Mae was going to have some words with Addison about what he considered “fun” when she got out-if she ever got out.
The haunted house was beyond creepy. It was like having the Stoll twins all over the place. Already, the largest spider that Mae had ever seen had dropped from the ceiling, scaring her into the point of frenzy. She was fairly certain that the Hephaestus kids weren’t going to like her slashing a huge gash into the spider’s leg.
Her foot stepped onto a trick panel, shoving her violently forward. She was startled by a loud scream until she realized that it issued out of her own mouth. A fairly brisk breeze tossed her long braids behind her while she fell.
Mae hit the water before she could cry out for the second time. The haunted house must have had some sort of sensor to what people hated and built itself around the person
The Brooklyn Patrol“Pocket the darn thing and let’s go,” ordered Julia.
Her nerves were getting the best of her as she glanced around the abandoned alley way.
Michael reached down to touch the amulet again.
It scared her that there had been more attacks recently on people. The Nome could only do so much. Apparently, protecting innocent bystanders was not one of them.
“I don’t think that the Nome is protecting the citizens very well,” complained Julia, twisting the snake piercings with her tongue.
Michael flashed her a look, and she remembered with a guilty start that Michael’s father worked for the House of Life.
“Why are there so many more attacks?” asked Alyssa, coming from behind the trashcans where she had been investigating. The trail of blood snaked all through the alleyway, leaving a gruesome scene.
For once, Julia was not glad to be on the team of patrol.
The House of Life had been nearly
Feels Good to be Bad (Jean x Reader)
I was in peace. I was so happy. There was nothing that could ruin my day, much less turn off the sun that was shining so intensively above my head. Nothing could stop me.
As I was sipping my cappuccino, an extremely attractive storefront caught my attention. Games. Video games. More precisely, all those video games I’ve been craving for since the producer announced their debut. I approached the storefront, separated by a thick glass, and stared, completely dumbfounded at all of them.
I want them. I want them all. Please be mine. Please.
Oh, please. Gimme money so I can by all of these precious video games.
Oh, God, why am I not–
“Ahh, excuse me…?”
Shit. Someone is interrupting my daydream.
Moreover, I must look pretty ridiculous with my face glued at the storefront glass.
What is this? A boy. If my brain doesn’t fail me, that was definitely a boy’s voice. Oh, my God. Gotta look hot and ready-to-go. What am I doing? Oh, my God.
When I tur
Timmy And Isaac - Part 1 - The SleepoverIf you were to ask the other kids about Timmy, you could expect an answer along the lines of “He’s ok, just a little weird,” or even “Who? Timmy? He’s alright, I have no problem with him.”
See no one hated Timmy, just no one really seemed to like him.
At least that was the case until the new boy showed up in town.
As Isaac entered the muggy classroom on a hot summers day, he was summoned to the front of the room where Ms Darwin then introduced him. He shyly looked down at his feet, and scratched behind his ear, trying to look brave in front of the class.
Isaac was 11 just like Timmy. He was extremely short for his age, and quite skinny, with light brown hair and angelic eyes, and a cute little button nose. Timmy on the other hand, was what some would refer to as chubby. He wasn’t tall himself, more of a normal height. A soft double chin existed on Timmy’s neck, and a cute bubble butt jiggled as he walked. A soft pair of boy boobs rested o
Nerds and Jocks STILL in college 2
Naruto covered his noise as he sneezed then glanced down at his hands. I wonder if someone’s talking about me…
“You look so focused, you contemplating wither or not to eat it?”
Naruto snorted as he rubbed his hands on his jeans.
Sai merely chuckled and continued to listen the science lecture. Not that he cared though. It wasn’t art so it wasn’t interesting. He then side glanced at Naruto who sat beside him. He knew from the first moment he met Naruto that they weren’t gonna last long. Not that he didn’t try, but it was clear how much he loved Sasuke. From the way his eyes lit up, the way he spoke his name and how the mere mention of Sasuke always brought up every emotion inside him at once.
. . .
It was clear he never stood a chance
Sai blinked a few times as he noticed Naruto staring at him. To cover up his mistake he put on smile.
“Just accepting the fact that NOTHING in this universe c
.:CONTEST:.Cruciverba!<<Due orizzontale, cinque lettere…>> bisbigliò tra sé e sé una riccia castana mordicchiando la penna <<Si usa per proteggere la testa…il casco!>> esclamò, per poi scrivere una lettera per ogni quadratino bianco sul foglio.
“Molto bene” pensò infine, alzando la testa e sollevando il cappellino nero. “Di questo passo, terminerò presto il cruciverba e forse potrò andare a fare un giro!”
Gettò uno sguardo fuori dalla finestra, speranzosa, osservando il cielo grigio e nuvoloso. Un tuono potente rimbombò nell'aria, facendola sussultare.
<<A quanto pare no.>> disse con una nota di sarcasmo nella voce.
Stava piovendo e sembrava non avesse alcuna intenzione di smettere, o almeno non prima di aver allagato mezza Mobius. Le gocce cadevano disordinatamente sul vetro della finestra, lasciando dietro di loro una scia trasparente a mano a mano che scendevano. Era proprio una gior
What even is Gardening? Errand #7 Ven gave a low yawn as he laid down on Brutus’ wooly afro. He was quite drained this morning as Brutus carried him everywhere. For once Brutus didn’t seem so serious like usual. In fact he seemed to have a slight smile at he trotted through the city. Ven was quite suspicious of Brutus’ action. Did he get hit by a happy beam? Or Simple Beam gone wrong… He said nothing however, keeping his thoughts to himself.
Brutus seemed to halt causing Ven to raise a lazy eye. He could several Pokemon planting berries, saplings even large trees in an open space. “You got to be kidding me…,” Ven muttered under his breath. I didn’t sign up for this… He draped the hood over his head not wanting to be bothered by others. His amber eyes peered through the shroud as he kept watch.
The Driveway Across from Mineby Emily F. B.
How did she do it? I wondered. How was she always perfect?
I slammed the piano keys…a childish thing, I know. Looking out my living room window, I saw the driveway across from mine. My neighbor was there, as she was every afternoon, checking the mailbox.
Luella and I were not friends. I guess I had always kept away. Yet still, I watched her from a distance. I saw her out and about in our suburb, and every time I did, bitter thoughts grew about how I wished Karen was Luella, and Luella was Karen.
Luella was everything I wasn’t. She looked content and talented, and the way she walked and talked seemed flawless. Whenever she tossed her dark hair, I would finger my own mop, and whenever she danced down her driveway to peek in the mailbox, I would seethe at my own awkward ways. Worst of all, she was always smiling…smiling like she had some wonderful secret hid
Inside The Wall'sOh good, Elvire thought, they finally left. She walked up the staircase, and pushed on the wall until it opened up. She was in the living room of a house, she had come from behind the bookcase. Elvire, walked into the kitchen and began to take small bits and pieces of the food. Not enough for someone to notice but enough to keep her going for a few more days. She brought the food downstairs and grabbed a bucket which she brought upstairs and filled with clean water. Knowing that the family wouldn't be back for a while Elvire started a load of laundry, singing and old Celtic tune, while she worked. After she had everything she needed from the house she went back downstairs closing the bookcase just as she heard the door open.
"Hello!!! Anyone home?" A male voice called. The house was silent, "Mom, Dad! You here?" he walked to the table and found a note there saying that his parent's would be out for a while. He sighed and sat down turning the tv on. Elvire could hear everything from ins
Claudia wrinkled her nose.
"Jami," she began.
The two had gone to a very nice restaurant in order to celebrate two years of being together.
"Maybe," Jamison replied innocently He kept his blue eyes averted as he cut his teak. There was a long pause. Jamison finally got the courage to look up. Claudia had forgone eating and was currently glaring at him. She cleared her throat.
"Jamison, I don't seem to recall ordering your least favorite food on our two year anniversary."
He gave her a cheeky grin.
"Just keep digging around," he said. "I bet you'll find something you'll like."
Claudia harrumphed loudly and took a drink of water.
"I really doubt that," she muttered rebelliously. Jami waited patiently while he sipped his wine. When he heard a faint squeak, he glanced up. Claudia's hands had flown over her mouth as she stared down at the plate.
"What is it, babe?" asked Jamison, feigning surprise.
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