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Submitted to Contest #109
“Right. That’s okay. Mmm-hmm. No problem. You can phone me later when you find out. Yeah. Yeah. I’ll be here for about another hour. No problem. Cheers.” Trixie hung up and groaned as she raked a hand through her dark hair. The day, hell, the month, had been unbelievably frustrating with the amount of calls she’d received, along with the nature of all those callers. Everybody wanted something for cheap or for free, and they wanted it done yesterday. “Bah! Like I’d bend over backwards for a measly £995. This gig isn’t what I thought it’d be w...
Submitted to Contest #108
“Gimme another, Joe.” “That’s four already, Ryan. You sure you want another?” “You can cut me off after this.” “Alright.” Ryan sighed as the barback refilled his whiskey double then slid the glass over to him. “Cheers.” The musician didn’t throw it back right away but nursed it as he mused over the events of the last four days. “Bloody hell,” he chuckled. “I supposed I should be glad I got out when I did. Now I see what my friends were getting at.” He sipped the spirit, wincing at the burn. “At least they’re not heckling me about it...
Submitted to Contest #101
‘Am I truly ready for this? Why am I asking that now? I’m already here and I want to be here. There’s nowhere else in the world I want to be right now. If that’s true then why am I asking these questions?’ Lara looked at the mirror and her reflection stared back at her. The same eyes, the same hair, nose, lips, ears; everything was the same as it had been, but at the same time, it wasn’t. She had grown much in the last few years and in way, almost didn’t recognise herself. It was difficult to fathom but she was also never one to turn down a ...
Submitted to Contest #99
Becky sighed and took another sip of coffee. The sun was coming up on the first day of summer but she couldn’t bring herself to appreciate it. She’d been up all night with Matt, trying to get his fever to break, which it finally did around five in the morning. He’d fallen asleep thirty minutes later but Becky knew she wouldn’t sleep. The bright, yellow ball climbed higher, turning the dark blue to pink, orange, yellow then the sky blue of a cloudless morning. She looked at her empty cup, shrugged then went to the kitchen to get a refill. “...
Submitted to Contest #92
“Seth. Seth. Seth! Come on! Time to get up! Seth!” The Silver Coffin Sound guitarist was rudely awakened by a pounding on his door. “If you’re not up in the next two minutes, I’m leaving without you!” “Bloody hell, Dori! What are you going on about?” He rolled over and sat up. “Don’t tell me you forgot! You’ve got a contract signing in about two hours and you promised we’d go check out that new café for breakfast beforehand.” “Fuck! That’s all today? Damn! Give me five minutes!” “Ugh,” and Dori stomped away as he scrambled to get dre...
“Come on, Mort! I’m tired and wanna get some sleep!”“Mellow out, Lara! These bags ain’t exactly light, you know. You’d think we were staying here for a month instead of a fortnight.”“A girl’s gotta be prepared for anything, honey.”“You said it, sister.” Julie walked up next to Lara. “You never know when a party might break out.”“A party? Out here? You’ve gotta be kidding me.” Mikey groaned, carrying about as many bags as his brother. “Thought we all came out here for a break from London, not to party.”“True but who's to say we can’t have fun...
Submitted to Contest #84
“Argh! That’s the fourth time today I’ve had to stop and find something with the date on it! What the hell is going on?” Terry was extremely frustrated, as she had been for the last two months. Days had been blurring together ever since the virus lock-down had started, and everyone in her group of friends was starting to feel it. The band had been practicing over Zoom and Skype calls; Selene had to resort to phone and email consultations for her clients; Julia was decked out in PPE gear almost 24/7; Adam and Benny were at each other’s throat...
Submitted to Contest #83
The warm sun hit Julia’s skin as she broke the water’s surface. She blinked then floated for a few moments before swimming towards the beach. The aquamarine water splashed by her in small waves until she reached the sand and got to her feet. The morning swim had been her way of waking up since her and Connor had come here two days ago, and this time, she’d seen several varieties of tropical fish, along with a few small sharks. “Enjoy your swim, love?” Connor greeted as she walked up to the small cottage. “I could get used to this,” she s...
Submitted to Contest #79
“Hurry up before he wakes up!” “Don’t worry. I slipped him enough to be out cold for hours.” “What if she comes back before we’re gone?” “One of us will be loose by then. Now, shut up and let me concentrate! The situation’s bad enough without you being hysterical.” “I think I have every reason to be hysterical!” A grunt from the other side of the room made Lilian and Julie freeze, but the man just rolled over and began snoring again. “That was too close.” Lilian let out a breath. “Almost there though.” “Come on, Lily. I know you ...
“Hurry up, Travis! Mum wants us home for dinner on time for once!” “Five seconds, Carrie!” “You said ‘five seconds’ five minutes ago! Now, move it!” “I’m moving, I’m moving!” “Can’t believe you’re never on time for anything. It’s a wonder you still have a job.” “That’s something I’m always on time for. Even showed up early a few times.” “Bloody hell! This past Christmas really did a number on you.” “What’s that supposed to mean, sis?” “Ever since you met our stepsister, you’ve been changing.” “Changing, how?” Carrie sighe...
Submitted to Contest #78
“I keep telling you to switch to the Net for this, but no. You insist on coming here every time.” “Because here are resources, I can trust not to be changed every two days. You should try browsing here once in a while instead of Wikipedia.” “Wikipedia’s verified.” Matt shook his head. “Not always, honey. How many times have you come across a page that said, ‘Needs verification’?” Becky huffed as she set the stack of books on the table. “More times than I can count, I suppose.” “My point exactly.” He sat down and opened his notebook...
Submitted to Contest #75
“Alright. It looks like everything’s in order.” Selene’s elegant fingers typed on the keyboard. “Now, before I send everything off, are you absolutely sure you want to do this? If so, there’s no going back. Everything will be erased.” Seated on the other side of the dark brown desk, the dark-haired woman crossed her legs and straightened up. “I’ve never been so certain of anything in my life. This has to be done. I need a clean break.” ‘Right. Like I haven’t heard that line before.’ Selene thought. “Okay.” She clicked the mouse, and the ...
Submitted to Contest #74
“Damnit! Where are those bloody notes? I put them right here!” Julia slammed a palm on her desk. “Damn it all! Connor! I swear, if you moved my notes, I’m gonna have it out with you!” “I didn’t touch anything you’re working on, love!” The Irish writer shouted from the kitchen. “And just because you put this off ‘til the end of the year is no reason to yell at me!” “Why not? If anything, it’s payback for all the whining you’ve done when Writer’s Block has you in its grip!” She retorted while rifling through her desk. No response. ‘That sh...
Submitted to Contest #73
“Do we have to do this? You guys know how much I can’t stand these things.” Nathan shivered as the wind kicked up, throwing snow in his face. “Brock already told Fran we’d attend, so suck it up for a few hours.” Ryan shot back. “Who’s Fran again?” Seth asked, ringing the buzzer of a sky-high steel building. “She’s the singer for the Cheshire Chicks.” Roger said. “Who is it?” A female voice answered. “The Silver Coffin Sound.” Seth replied. “Come on in.” Letting out a last exasperated sigh, Nathan went in with his bandmates, and...
Submitted to Contest #72
Daniel yawned as he entered the Café Bean for his shift. Sleep had been elusive to him the night before but he still had a job to do. Yawning again, he weaved through the few customers to the back room, hung up his coat, tied his apron then punched in. “Morning, Daniel.” Margot’s voice startled him. “Apologies, but you know you’re almost an hour early.” Brown eyes blinked. “You don’t start ‘til seven.” She pointed to the posted schedule, and the corresponding date showed that he was early. “Well, I’ll be.” “Tell you what: go ahead and ...
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