A Short Story : A Story?

“Mom, what are you talking about? Don’t you want to come home? Don’t you miss us?” When Logan reached across the table and touched her hand, Veronica heard the little girl in her own voice. “I just don’t understand. Help me understand, why you left- what you’re doing out here? What you’re doing meeting Jake Kane at the the Neptune Grand when you can’t even come see your own daughter or your own husband,” Veronica fought to keep the accusation out of her voice, as Lianne’s hand slapped the lacquer of the bar’s booth table, stunning the three of them into silence.

“Jack Bass” By Marina Rivera Jack Bass is a millionaire who comes from a very wealthy family. About a year ago, his older brother, Bart Bass, passed away. Bart left his son, Chuck Bass, in control of his company called Bass Industries. Jack and Chuck have had a lot of problems in the past. Chuck had a rough past of losing his mom as a kid, drinking, doing drugs, and never feeling loved.

The fireworks had just ended leaving large smoke clouds in the sky, and the large swarms of people made there way to the front gate. Lauren reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone to check the time. She clicked the lock button on the side a few times before realizing I had died. She sighed heavily knowing she had probably missed Camila’s good night text. Something they had done every night around the same time for the last 4 years.

I realized it wasn’t Vanessa because she looked at me confused like she was wondering where it came from. The living room main light suddenly turned on and Lin walked out from around the corner. “How long have you been standing there?” I asked, very scared that he heard everything.

But knowing that it was time, they both made their way slowly inside the airport. Veronica wanted to leave, but the man suddenly took her hand, and said:

Kylee found herself rushing downstairs because she was ten minutes away from being late to school. She’s never been late before but she lost track of time reading last night and slept in a little too much.

Veronica had clawed her way out of the dark and despair of a math midterm- she deserved a few minutes of after-school peace with her dog and the pacific ocean, she thought. It’s unfathomable that some people don’t have access to the beach. Her mind conjured up one of her worst conscious nightmares- her, older, married with brats, living in some midwestern state where beaches were things of myth and corn was all but currency. She shook her head, her daydream interrupted by her cell ringing.

Logan scrambled to fish his phone out of his pocket. He prayed to see Lexi’s name on the caller ID. He would beg and grovel if he needed to; he needed to get her back. He couldn’t live without her. He looked at the screen and frowned in disappointment. It was just Noah, but maybe he could help. Logan quickly picked up the phone.

Veronica had always felt like a nobody and saw her high school peers as demons out to get her, Heather Chandler

Caroline said her son liked to stay in his bedroom every time he came back from school and he would play loud music. Two months ago, Anthony came back home after hanging out with his friends, and walked straight to his room, he had been in the bedroom for too long and he didn’t come down for dinner, the house was quiet, no sound of music or her son talking on the phone.

Feeling disconnected, she stood by her car, staring at the building in front of her feeling nostalgic; they were high school sweethearts that would marry soon. Only a month until graduation, everything was going well, when suddenly, he disappeared, changing her life irrevocably.

The time read ‘1:13’ on her phone, which meant she had less than half an hour before Keegan picked her up to show her around the city of Manchester. While sighing aloud, Camila got out of bed to explore her apartment.

"Dad," Veronica gathered her stuff calling into his office. "I 'm going out for a case- I 'll see you at home later. Your messages are on my desk and your lunch 's in the fridge. There 's two checks to deposit and if Mrs.Lincoln doesn 't come in to pay you today I 'm tasering her, you can 't stop me." Before her dad had a chance to stop her and ask about Weevil 's tutoring session, Veronica took off out of the office and made her way to Logan 's.

“You don’t need to come with me,” Charlie called out to the figure following her on the dirt road.

Vanessa was by her locker just hanging around. There was still ten minutes before the bell rang to go to first hour. Since Vanessa didn't have any friends, she just stood by her locker or in the bathroom. Wherever it wasn't crowded. Peeking up from her Ipod, she gets a glance of Becca coming towards her at lightening speed. Oh no…