Nicola Campbell

Author on Reedsy Prompts since Feb, 2020

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9 Stories

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“Absolutely Ruined” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #38

I can still see the innocence on my face, the complete faith in my friends that secrets don’t go beyond the four walls from which they’re told. Technically, they didn’t.“Your turn, Nora,” my friend Isabella’s voice comes through the phone’s speaker. “Truth or dare?”Being my sweet sixteen, I got to come up with all the games. We had a pinata, a turn of Just Dance on my brother’s Xbox and, of course, Truth or Dare.I sit, pondering for a second, but really I’m just biding my time. If you ...

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“This diary belongs to: Lydia Morris” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #36

Date: 5 March 2009Hi!My name is Lydia, but you already saw that on the front page. I’m in grade 4 (9 years old) and I won this diary today since I got all the best score on the spelling test. I only just beat my best friend Millie. Her name is Amelia, but that’s what we call her. She likes it too.I should probably tell you a little bit about me.I have 4 best friends. Millie, Hannah, George and Bella. Millie lives next door to me, so we play in the front yard on weekends and after school. Hannah, George and Bell...

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“Textual Attraction” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #34

EvaMonday, August 26, 3:16pmWanna come join me for coffee? There’s a pretty sweet view todayNah, left some reports to the last minuteOof, good luck with thatDw about me. how’s the view? I need a distractionDo you? You seem like you need to focusRelax, Jords, I got this. so spillHe’s sitting at the table by the window...

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“Stardust Promises” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #32

“A raspberry swirl, please,” asks the brown-haired boy from the other side of the counter. He smiles at me in a way I don’t see often in teenage boys, and I see a lot of them, what with working in an ice cream shop. I smile back as I pick up the spoon to get him his scoop. “That’ll be four eighty,” I say, and he slides a five-dollar note across the counter. “Keep the change,” he says, winking at me. Another smile creeps up my face, even though I do my best to suppress it. Without looking down, and without him noticing...

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“Carlizzle” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #30

LOST CATName: CARLISLEDescription: Small, black, has a white spot between his earsLast seen: October 21st, Charleston StreetWill come to you if you’re nice to himMy phone number is on his collar if you find himMy name is Greta, by...

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“Feather Scars” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #30

Oh God, this assembly is so boring I could die and not notice it. Not to mention the giant shed thing we’re in barely has a breath of breeze to go blow it and the metal it’s made of is actually cooking us alive. Okay, not literally, but it is harder to think when you have to wear full school uniform, including a blazer, on a way-too-early-to-be-summer day. There is no reprieve. Zoning out of Mr Carter’s speech probably isn’t the best idea. He’ll probably ask me about it tomorrow in the school captain meeting we have every Friday lunchtime...

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“Girl Friend” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #29

I’m not allowed to have a boyfriend. I know that for a fact. Dad has said it so many times his exact words are etched into my memory like my brain is the slate and my dad’s words are the chisel and hammer. “You know what I always say, Zoe. There will be no boys under my roof until you are eighteen.” Which I think is a load of crap. And highly homophobic, but I’m not gay, so I guess it doesn’t matter. If I were gay, or anything other than straight, then it would totally be a loophole, but that loophole is blocked by none othe...

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“Girl Friend” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #29

I’m not allowed to have a boyfriend. I know that for a fact. Dad has said it so many times his exact words are etched into my memory like my brain is the slate and my dad’s words are the chisel and hammer. “You know what I always say, Zoe. There will be no boys under my roof until you are eighteen.” Which I think is a load of crap. And highly homophobic, but I’m not gay, so I guess it doesn’t matter. If I were gay, or anything other than straight, then it would totally be a loophole, but that loophole is blocked by none othe...

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“Heads or Tails” by Nicola Campbell

Submitted to Contest #27

“Guys,” I say to my three friends, sitting around a game of Monopoly. “I have a dilemma. Completely hypothetical.” Jade, ever the sceptic, raises an eyebrow at me, pausing her silver dog’s trip around the board. “Hypothetical?” “Yeah, totally,” I say, suppressing the heat rising in my cheeks. I shift in my seat and pull the blanket tighter around me. The rain lashing at the windows gives me a chill. “Say, for example, I wanted to buy a house on Leicester Square, but I’d have more spare change if I bought one on Euston Road, ...

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Author bio

I graduated uni last year with a degree in Creative Writing and I write on here sometimes. I'm 21 years old and I love reading anything fantasy, sci fi, all with hints of romance, so I try to write those kinds of things, too. I hope you enjoy your visit here!