A Short Story : A Story?

It was a cold and foggy wednesday morning on june 10th. Hunter was sleeping on his bed when he heard his mom call him.

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.

She dried herself off, toweling off her hair before wrapping the towel around herself. Grabbing her brush off of her counter, she went to her bedroom to search her closet. It wouldn’t take her long to get dressed; she already knew what she wanted to wear. She had an emerald green dress that cut off at her knees and showed off her figure without giving too much away. She brushed her hair as she pushed back all of her work clothes to reach the small collection of dresses she owned.

It was a stressful day for young Ms. Slavi White, a seventh grade blond girl at Linton Middle School. This was mostly due to the fact that a male classmate named Manny Freeman had been stalking her since 6th grade. Manny had a huge crush on her, and constantly strived to get her attention by stuffing tons of love letters into her cubbies and emailing her obscene photos. Due to Manny’s desperation, Slavi felt uneasy and was also disgusted in him. Slavi thought he smelled like rotten cheese all the time and looked as if he was raised by hobos. He always wore the same shirt and pants that were covered in dirt and mud. His greasy, clumpy hair looked like his last bath was ages ago. In addition, Manny wasn’t a good student.

I looked away to see all of the faces that everyone was making. Mostly shocked, but some scared. I saw a girl named Aria who just looked frightened. She was sitting alone. I felt the urge to get up and sit with her, until the bell rang. Everyone got up and pushed through each other to get to their lockers. I lost Aria through the complete chaos. I thought to myself, I’ve never actually spoken to her before, but I feel really bad for her.

Some days, she wears big hoop dresses and an apron. Today she had on a labcoat from her father, a grey turtleneck, and sweatpants. Did she like that? The outfits. She guessed she would never know.

Tye screamed as the blue football fell from her head, and onto the ground. “I’m so sorry” said a male voice,and one unfamiliar one. Tye looked down at the concrete that looked like it had been paved one day ago. “It’s just fine” she said faintly, and started making her way to the entrance of RiverDale middle school. The hallways were crowded it was no where near close to the elementary atmosphere, as Tye looked up at the clock it read 6:55. She only had five minutes to get to class Tye thought as she got to crumpled schedule out from her backpack,and began to walk it fell to her attention that it was rush time. Voices faded and it was just the movement of people trying to get to their homeroom. “I don't want to get trampled” Tye thought as she slipped into the bathroom and waited

She wore sweatpants and a huge sweatshirt with some slides she had gotten almost three years ago. Her hair was thrown up unbrushed into a bun and she didn’t put much effort into brushing her teeth. She grabbed her bag and a water. She decided to walk to school blasting her music thinking of the awful day ahead of her. She managed to make it through wednesday. When she arrived back home her mother was dressed with the car keys in her hand, Aspen asked “mom where are you going?” her mother explained today was the first day of therapy for Aspen. She rolled her eyes and ran to her room. “Aspen we have to go put your shoes on and meet me in the car, oh and wear something presentable please.”. Aspen screamed into her pillow and then put new clothes on and shoes and grabbed yet another water and headed towards her mother's

Bethany jumped out of her bed and threw on ugly ripped jeans, a stained, faded blue sweatshirt, and threw her long, beautiful black hair into a pony tail. These wrecked old clothes were

The light was shining on Evangeline's face as she opened her eyes. Her head was throbbing and as she looked around her, she didn't know where she was at. It wasn't until she saw Mason and Casey sleeping beside her on the pillows that she remembered everything. The dancing and food and the new hideout. The alcohol and the laughing. The bright light. The loud noises. Everything. The world has died back to normal, no longer having the sharp clarity it had the night before. Her mouth was really dry though, so she climbed down the ladder, trying not to wake the others. She quietly crept to the mini-fridge in the corner of the room and pulled out a glass of water. They didn't have any Tylenol, so this would have to do for now. She ungraciously chugged the bottle of water and sighed, plopping down on the nearest beanbag and closing her eyes.

“Well, why you sitting up there disguising your voice? I thought somebody had got that phone. Stop playing so damn much, Mini.”

The next morning I woke up and snuck into the armory making sure that Dad didn't hear me leave the house and making sure that Olivia didn't hear me in the armory. I grabbed a few things and grabbed a pair of keys and took a car. I took the day to go to the hilltop. I arrived to the hilltop and was let in. The first thing I did was I found Maggie to see how she was. I found Sasha first she was sitting on a porch cutting an apple with a knife.”Sasha Hey.” She looked up to me and smiled and I walked up to her and hugged her. She said shakily “Hey.” We pulled apart and I asked “How is she?” Sasha said she hasn’t come out of the doctors yet. I sat down next to her and started to think ‘I’m going to stay here in Hilltop till Negan’s men come here. I’m going to get into one of their trucks and I’m going after Negan.’ I was snapped out of my thoughts with the door opened I stood up and saw Maggie. She looked at Sasha and smiled then her eyes met mine. “Hey Maggie.” I said sadly and she said “Hey Hayden.” I walked up to her and hugged her “How’s the baby?” She said “I’m fine the baby’s fine too.” Sasha, Maggie and I walked to the main house. We ran into Jesus he looked at me weird and asked “Does Rick know you’re here?” I nodded my head “Yeah Dad knows I’m here I was worried about Maggie so I came to check on her.” I said with a smile. Jesus nodded and gave me a look that said that he wasn’t convinced but we carried on Maggie, Sasha and Jesus did there own thing planing on how to

Tom stood at his bedroom window, his eyes fixed on the hypnotic stream of early morning traffic below. Exhaust smoke snaked and vanished in the beams of the street lights, choking the air with its noxious fumes. The sight was strangely comforting, allowing his mind to focus on the everyday monotony of human existence rather than what had occurred only hours before.

“Lexie!” her mom screamed, “Get down here or you’re going to miss the bus!” Lexie grabbed her backpack and ran down the steps and out the door, knocking down everything in her way. She sprinted to her bus stop and jumped in as the doors were halfway closed. She sat in seat 15 like she always did with her best friend, Isabelle. She had long red hair, brighter than an apple that seemed to glow in the bright lights in the morning sunrise. She also had long legs that came up unusually high when sitting in the small bus seats. Her bright blue eyes shined like the ocean even in the foggy morning. They rode to school, talking quietly and laughing nonstop. When they got to school, they parted ways and said their goodbyes as they started another normal, boring school day.

"You can go." I said through the door. I walked into my room and got dressed. I put on a black shirt. I got my grey ripped jeans out of my dresser and slipped them in. I pulled on my black boots and let my brown wavy hair down. I went back to the kitchen for breakfast. Piper was already there she was wearing her favorite white shirt with blue jeans and pink sneakers and her short Light brown hair curled. She had