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Submitted to Contest #93
It was the night of the spring dance. It wasn’t normal for British schools to partake in such an American tradition, but it was something Finnley’s school did in the hopes of setting themselves apart from other schools in the area. A unique selling point, if you would. Finnley didn’t want to come tonight, it was the last thing he wanted. The last place he wanted to be. But at the same time, he felt like he had to be there. He was there for someone who couldn’t. A person who lived and breathed fun and parties. A person who would never be able...
Submitted to Contest #79
Astronaut Daniel Stevens never expected there to even be life on planets, let alone for them to take him in when his spaceship crashed. He was surprised how similar to humans they acted; they slept , like humans, they ate like humans (albeit, the food was a bit funky), they even felt and showed emotions like humans. He found the place surprisingly homely and familiar. The whole planet was donned in bright neon coloured crystals. He always felt short of breath. He wasn’t sure whether this was due to the different levels of oxygen in the air o...
Submitted to Contest #61
Things between Mikey and Jamie had improved slightly but they were still on thin ice. Mikey was reluctant to trust Jamie despite wanting to more than anything. Jamie was doing everything in his power to avoid another argument like the one they had just had. It was a quiet Thursday afternoon and the pair were resting on the couch. Jamie had his earbuds in listening to a drama video about his content and Mikey also had his earbuds in, listening to a podcast about the architecture of Notre Dame cathedral. “Isn’t it sad that something so beau...
Submitted to Contest #60
Everyone had thought the virus would be the thing that would wipe out mankind. Besides, it did kill millions of people and bring the whole world to almost a stand-still. That was why it was needed so badly. The vaccine, that is. Everyone was asking for it. Begging, even. That way, they could control the virus and everyone could go back to work. They didn’t expect this to happen. You’re probably wondering what ‘this’ is. Due to the fact that so many people needed the vaccine, the government must have put too much pressure on scientists becaus...
Submitted to Contest #58
The sun was shining through the gap in the curtains. Jamie had woken first and took those rare moments to gaze at the beauty that he gets to call his boyfriend. He loved getting to spend his mornings counting his many freckles, or listening to his sleepy mutters, or simply just appreciating the way that the sun shining on his face makes him seem almost angelic. A few minutes went by when he heard the other side of the bed creak, signalling that his lover had finally awoken. “Good morning, sleeping beauty.” Jamie teased, brushing away a few ...
Submitted to Contest #53
After a long week in court, Miriam and the rest of the women in her office decided to go on a hiking trip in the countryside. They had booked a small cottage on Airbnb and hoped that they wouldn’t get murdered by someone in the woods right next to the cottage. It also mentioned in the ad that the owner had a cat and would like them to feed it and give it attention from time to time. Miriam didn’t mind at all, of course, being a huge fans of cats herself. Unfotunately, the building that she lives in doesn’t allow cats so she was extremely exc...
Submitted to Contest #52
“If you’re brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello.” – Paula Coehlo - Its been years since someone in Finnley’s life had died. He thought it had calmed down. He almost completely forgot about the recurring nightmares that he got every night. He’s lost so many people; Xander, Twyla, Oliver, even his brother, Felix. He was walking down the street. He was going on a date for the first time since Xander had died. That was six years ago. Sometimes, Finnley feels like he still sees Xander, in the corner of his eye, in ...
Submitted to Contest #51
It was a Thursday. Mikey and Jamie both decided to take a day off from YouTube that day. Mikey took the day to organise the junk in the back of the wardrobe. Specifically, the junk in Jamie’s side of the wardrobe. He was rummaging through boxes of old photographs and childhood memorabilia. He found a box that had photos taken in what seems like the same area. “Hey, where is this?” Mikey interrogated, barrelling into the kitchen where Jamie was sat doing his taxes. Taking the photo from his boyfriend’s hands, a small grin spread across Jamie’...
Submitted to Contest #50
It had been a long case for Fleur. She didn’t expect it to be this hectic. Not only did she have to solve probably the hardest case in her career in just over two weeks, she also had to deal with the stresses of making new friends and moving from England to France. She knew she needed to relax but she didn’t know the area well enough so she had no idea where there was to find said relaxation. She wandered around the city for hours trying to clear her head. She had her headphones on and she was in her own world. As if in a trance, she continu...
Submitted to Contest #49
The waiting room was a cold, clinical place. The sounds of doctors shouting and the faint beeping of medical equipment was all that broke the tense silence between the people in the room. No one dared say a word in fear that they might alter the outcome. Finnley was tapping anxiously on the arm of the uncomfortable, plastic chair he had been sitting on for hours. The ticking clock served only to make him more stressed and uncomfortable than he already is. He wanted to strike up a conversation between him and Xander’s parents, maybe about the...
“Did you call them?” Jamie called from the other room.“Yeah. They said they’ll look into it.” Mikey called back, grumpily. This prompted Jamie to come barrelling into the room to grab the phone out of his hand.“I cant believe your whole channel got terminated over that!” He muttered under his breath as he walked back into the kitchen and closed the door. Mikey had made a video about Jamie being openly gay. It was meant to be ironic, they were planning on revealing they were a couple in next week’s video. That was if YouTube would let them ke...
Submitted to Contest #48
“I just don’t get the appeal of them.” Fleur exclaimed one afternoon after noticing a whole stack of comic books in Margo’s office. “How could you not like them?” Margo scoffed, incredulously. She dumped a pile of comics onto Fleur’s desk. “They’re full of exciting characters with interesting powers who. It’s a world where good always wins. How is that not a good thing?” Margo asked. That was all that was said on the subject but it left Fleur with a lot to think about. - Fleur had followed Margo and Tom to a vintage comic book convention to ...
Submitted to Contest #47
Do you remember how we met? Because I do. You were across the room of someone’s party, I didn’t know them but you seemed to. You were laughing and joking with everyone in that poorly lit space, drinking bottles of beer and vodka mixed with lemonade like there was no tomorrow. I worried that if you didn’t stop drinking like that there would be no tomorrow for you. You noticed me across the room, your mismatched eyes met with mine and completely filled my mind. If we’re being honest, they’ve never really left. You didn’t seem like you were goi...
Every year in the summer, you trek down from London to spend time with your parents in your family home in Kent. You dread it every year, they always get you to sit in the garden with them and help them pull up weeds, or they try to set you up with one of their friend’s daughters, who are always delightful, by the way, just not your type. They always beg you to get a real job, saying that YouTube is not a stable career, despite the fact that you are earning more money for doing less work. They would never understand your life choices and you...
Submitted to Contest #46
It was a cold October morning. Sylvester decided to take advantage of the 5am silence and pulled out his song book. Despite being a very neat and organised person, his songbook had seen a lot of use. The metallic silver edges beginning to wear down and fray, the book starting to show its age. Sylvester was gifted this book at age 9 when he began writing poetry; he was 17 now and the book had received years of abuse from a frustrated amateur writer. He knew he had to write something for his newly formed band, Rabbitfoot, but his mind jus...
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