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Submitted to Contest #102
“Give it back!” “This has no reason at all to be so amusing.” Fulton said with a laugh, shutting one eye and shooting a piece of ice out to hit the knife from Hadlee’s grip. She’d been throwing it up from his hand and blasting with it a little air just to keep it from Aziz’s reach. Aziz shot him a smile and picked it up from the ground. “But you should leave him alone, Had.” Hadlee stuck her tongue out at Fulton as she walked over to sit across from him. “Not my fault that he hasn’t sparked yet.” She said...
Submitted to Contest #101
Axl was sitting in the library with Tinsley and Felix. Even though he was staring at Tinsley, he was thinking about Everest and his friend Knox. They’d been talking a lot recently and Axl still hadn’t figured out a way to tell Tinsley that he was one, applying to Cambridge, and two, he wanted to break up. “Where are you applying?” Tinsley asked, looking up at him. Axl took a moment to realize that she was talking to him and shook his head, looking down at the application form that their teachers had given them. “Uh, I don...
Submitted to Contest #100
The last thing that was on Serenity’s mind was eating dinner with her family. She would have done anything else. She would have thrown herself into a volcano to burn to death rather than have a sit-down dinner with her family. But the closest volcano was too far away and she was stuck. Serenity’s family wasn’t the worst. By no means was it the worst. But to her, they were too proper and fancy. Unpleasantly pleasant. Every day, expect for weekends, they were forced into eating dinner together. “Serendipity, could you set out the...
Submitted to Contest #98
I was restless. Anytime I tried to sleep, I started thinking about how stupid the whole thing might have seemed. We couldn't go home. Not anymore. They'd kill us. Or they'd separate us. I'd rather die than be separate from Jax and Zeth. Instead of trying to sleep, I walked over to the boat, noticing Jax sitting on the ground and crying into his arms. I was never great with emotions. I didn’t like crying and it wasn’t like Jax was crying all the time either. I bet that it was about Zayden and I had no idea how to help with that. I wasn...
Submitted to Contest #97
Serenity knew that she wasn’t supposed to, but she enjoyed staying up late. She loved the feeling of being the last person awake. It felt like she was awake while the rest of the world was asleep. It was a strange feeling. Her family went to sleep pretty early. Usually, they were all in bed by ten. So after ten, Serenity had free roam of the house. She tried to stay quiet. She knew which floor boards creaked, how to open her door so it wasn’t squeaky, and which stairs to skip. She slid out of her bed near midnight, pe...
Submitted to Contest #95
People don’t talk about the real side of every fairy tale. They don’t talk about how there is no gold at the end of the rainbow. How there is no Prince Charming. How the shoe fits more than one. That there is no happy ever after or that there never was one. They don’t want to talk about the way that the story really ended. They don’t tell the stories of the people who didn’t have such a happy ending. The stories of the people who never even got close. But wh...
Submitted to Contest #94
When something bad happens, there's a few ways you can deal with it. They're so common that they're listed as stages. To grief. They can come in any order, really. Who should say that you have to feel pain in the "right" order? There’s anger, an obvious one. How could you not blame the world for dealing you a crappy hand? Then there’s bargaining. I’ve never really understood this stage. I wasn’t sure even what it was supposed to be. I’ve always imagined that it was like comparing. Like if somebody else lost thei...
“Hey Aaron?” Mist asked, sliding into Aaron’s room. He was still unpacking some of his things from university. “I need your help with something.” “Math?” He asked, dropping a shirt onto his bed. “Time.” Aaron froze, setting his phone down. They hadn’t had trouble with the time machine in ages. What could be wrong now? “Mist, what did you do?” He asked. “And how long has this been going on?” “A few weeks.” Mist murmured. “I was messing around with a few wires and then when I went on the computer, it...
Submitted to Contest #92
When you read a story, you probably expect some type of happy ending. Some ending where the girl finally gets the guy she’s been crushing on for ages or the superhero family saves the world from a threat that people didn’t even know existed. Some story where against all odds, the underdog ball team wins because they learn how to shoot with math and angles and had team spirit because that’s somehow enough to be the best. Some bullshit ending that doesn’t really make sense, but nobody cares because it just fits so perfect and makes you ...
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