Lexi Meyer

Author on Reedsy Prompts since May, 2021

Stories (7)

7 Stories

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“Try Again” by Lexi Meyer

I took a deep breath as I pushed the front door open and limped inside.The accident was almost a year ago, and I wasn't fully recovered, but at least I could hobble around with a cane now. And I was mobile enough that the coffee shop owner said I could come back to work.So here I was, making my way to the back of house to set down my bag and put on my apron. Alex, a guy who had evidently only been here for a month, shot me a questioning look but didn't say anything. I'd never seen him before, but the owner had texted me asking if I could tak...

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“Moments” by Lexi Meyer

Submitted to Contest #103

I sighed as I dropped to my knees. This was my last box to unpack, and it was the one I was dreading the most. I didn't move for a few minutes, opting to stare at the word scrawled across the top. Maya. We hadn't spoken in a few weeks. Not since- Stop. Thinking about that will send you into another panic attack, and that's the last thing you need right now. I shut my eyes tight, took a deep breath, and quickly opened the box. The first thing I saw was her sweater. The one that I almost wore when I packed my car two weeks ago. The one...

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“No More Wine” by Lexi Meyer

Submitted to Contest #100

"Okay, Mom. Where do we start?" "Are you sure you don't want to start with something...easier? Carbonara seems a little ambitious for someone who only makes scrambled eggs." I glared at her," Yes, I'm sure. She loves carbonara, and I want this to be special." "She's meeting your family. Of course it's going to be special." With a sigh, I looked at the ingredients we had spread across the counter," What are we starting with?" Mom sighed and shook her head," Let's get the water started." I set the now full pot on the stove and set ...

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“It Gets Worse” by Lexi Meyer

Submitted to Contest #99

"No. Absolutely not. We're not going to Disney World over the summer." Rachel shook her head, seriousness overtaking her features. "Why not? It's the happiest place on Earth!" I teased. "It absolutely is not. I want to go on vacation with you and spend summer together, but that's not going to happen if we got to Disney World. I refuse." "What did Disney World do to you?" Rachel sighed," I had a terrible experience there, and I promised myself that I would never go back." "And how old were you when that bad experience happened?" "...

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“Unlock Your Door” by Lexi Meyer

Submitted to Contest #98

The first thing on my mind when I woke up was the fact that I couldn't breathe. Calm down. Slow down. Slow breaths. They don't have to be deep. Just slow down. They're not here. They're not here. The second thing on my mind was my family. I tried to push them out of my mind, but their voices were echoing through my head. What do you mean you like girls? Are you telling us you're a homosexual? How could you betray God like this? This will make a mockery of our family. I forbid you from entering a relationship with a woman. I shut my...

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“Where's The Fun In That?” by Lexi Meyer

Submitted to Contest #97

Tap tap. I jumped and spun around, heart slamming in my chest. Maya was laughing on the other side of the window. I rolled my eyes and opened it. "You know I have a front door, right?" "Where's the fun in that?" Maya grinned as she climbed inside. "You just wanted an excuse to come in through the window, didn't you?" "Yes. And it was totally worth it to hear you screech like that." "I did not screech." "You absolutely did." I rolled my eyes and glanced toward my desk," Since you're here, I might as well stop studying." Th...

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“Let's Get Coffee” by Lexi Meyer

Submitted to Contest #96

"Coffee for Rachel?" I smiled and grabbed my cup," Thank you." The barista smiled and turned to make her next drink. I nudged my friend and headed toward the door. "Wait, can we sit for a bit? I have to answer this email. It's for that internship this summer," she said, frowning at her phone. "Sure, if you can find a table." Five minutes later, I was glancing around the small coffee shop. I had never been here before, but Grace had insisted we come, claiming it was a hidden gem on campus. Grace was typing away on her phone, eyebrow...

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Author bio

I'm from the Midwest, and I've been writing for longer than I can remember! Bios aren't my strong point, here it goes. I am a part of the LGBT community, so a lot of my stories revolve around that- though I think it's important that everyone knows that my stories don't reflect my personal experiences. I'm out and proud, and I am so thankful for the supporting people I have surrounded myself with. I am a huge advocate for mental health. I have a lot of mental illnesses, and I think it's important to talk about it. I am a HUGE nerd. I spent so much time reading as a child. During summer breaks, I would challenge myself to read more books than I did the summer before, and I got all the way up to 32 books. I love Harry Potter, Disney, and a lot of popular LGBT shows and media. Brooklyn 99 is one of my comfort shows, and so is Parks and Rec. I'm a huge dog lover. I have a rescue dog named Paisley. She's almost 12 years old, and she's a piebald border collie, meaning she's mostly white. And because of that, she has heterochromia (one blue eye and one brown eye) and she's deaf. Even though she's older, she's so energetic and silly and full of life. I love her more than anything else. Right now, I work full time in a job that is 100% physical labor. When I was in college (I wasn't there long) my goal was to be an English teacher. After college, my goal was to open my own restaurant. At the moment, I want to open my own bakery. Writing has always been a passion of mine, and I've always wanted to be a published author. I just don't want it to be a full time job. Partially because I burn myself out quickly, partially because my ADHD doesn't let me focus on writing for more than 20 minutes at a time, and partially because I don't want to potentially start dreading something I'm so passionate about because of deadlines or expectations. Writing is fun for me, but I don't want it to be work. That's all I can think of right now. I hope my stories are enjoyable!