A Short Story : A Story?

Andrea decided not to worry about a stupid nightmare. Later on, she couldn’t decide if she wanted to wear her skinny jeans and white glittery t-shirt with her white converse or her red, silky dress with her tall black dress boots. Eventually she decided to wear the skinny jeans and white glittery t-shirt with her white converse. Andrea also put her hair in a long french braid.

The 23-year-old clothes start to disappear, piece by piece. She was eventually left wearing nothing but lipstick and her sexy black pumps.

“Do I?” I exclaimed pleased. “I put on a little more make-up then usual and found some killer heels in the back of my car.”

Moving away from the glass, she began to rummage through her minimal luggage in search of something more ideal to travel in. She, eventually, settled for a simple white blouse, a waist-high brown skirt, and matching boots. After dressing, she rolled her unruly curls into a simple updo which formed a halo around her head despite the cold. Once she felt composed and properly arranged, she repacked her luggage and closed the brown cases before slipping into her fur coat and exiting the room.

She looked back, searching over her shoulders for the tall male, smirking as she found him looking straight at her before using the crowd to disappear. Her hiking boots, which were caked with drying mud, helped her keep her balance, though she would have to try this with her usual five-inch stilleto heels. She only wore a black tank-top and denim shorts, her lower legs also caked with mud, which contrasted harshly against her pale skin. Long black hair, streaked with midnight purple highlights, was held up in a genie ponytail, keeping it out of her face. If it weren't for the shoes, she would have fit in with the club scene, though the shoes weren't that out of place

Avia walked over to Nikki and wisped to her “thanks”But Nikki interrupted her and said “I’m not done yet”.As Avia was walking to sit down in her sit She her Nikki say “Don’t do it again”to the mean old bully,Avia never got bully

Unwillingly, she crawled out of bed, pulled her hair into a messy bun, and slid on a pair of sweatpants. She put on a sports bra, covering it with an Under Armour hoodie, and then she walked downstairs and slid on a pair of blue flip flops. After grabbing her keys and backpack, she walked out to her car to go to school.

Jane in the living room surfing the television channels. "Damn, nothing interesting on tv today. It's my day off and there nothing to do!" Jane frozen in shock, she couldn't believe what she just saw. Her sister just walk in the living room so casually...naked. "Janelle aren't you embarrass walking around naked in the living room?!"

“Alright, go crazy.” Alex said waving her hands at the racks of clothes, “Get yourself a couple of outfits and then we’ll stop at a drugstore on the way home to get your other essentials.”

Katelyn had on a fitted black T-shirt along with a black denim jeans that would have definitely made me hot, but she just said, “It’s not as bad as you might think—you get used to it after a while.”

Taylor was the cheer captain and the school’s star track runner. She had been torturing Jenna for years. But Jenna never fought back. She had been waiting for the perfect moment to strike back.

Leaving the motel on Highway 74 around 3:00 o’clock, Marlene drove faster than usual to get home ahead of Jerry and Andrew. Smiling, her thought lingered on the last few hours spent with her lover. Pulling into the garage, Marlene parked her Mercedes, brushed her hair put on fresh lipstick, before going into the house, relieved she was home when her husband and father-in-law arrived. Wanting to surprise them, she went into the kitchen to make a pot of coffee, sat down at the counter and glanced through the mail.

Mrs. Clarke took a seat in her new chair, and no soon had she got comfortable in it, she leveled her eyes at them. “Not long after you hung up last night,” she said. “I called those witnesses who said they saw Alex get shot, and I told ’em to get ready to start talking again. Then, I called the Police Department and told them everything! Everything I could think of!”

Mae stepped into the dimly lit corridor. The floor suddenly shifted beneath her feet. Just when I think I’ve got the hang of things. Turning the corner, surprise lit Mae’s face, “Hey stranger, where you been hiding yourself?” Irritated, Jack replied, “I’m not hiding. I’ve been — busy.” Mae laughed, “Easy, fella,

“ No one can know that I killed her, got it john?” Okay lizzy, I understand. But what if- what do you mean what if john, there’s no what if’s there has to be no evidence that I killed her, so drive over here and bring plastic wrap. Do you think that’ll be good enough? John stuttered and then replied back to lizzy with a yes. While john is driving over to get lizzy and the dead girl, he sees a cop out of the corner of his eye, and starts to panic. Everything changed that night, the world and his friends aren’t what they use to be anymore, the girl he thought he knew, had some issues he or no one never knew.