Elena Reston: A Short Story

There they encounter one more sexual act in one of the motel bedrooms, but this time it’s by force. Already disgusted by her knowledge of his participation in the sex-slave business, you can tell by the look on her face that she desperately wants him to stop, but at the same time she doesn’t want to alarm him that something is wrong and that she knows what he’s been up to.

“OK, girls! Everyone make sure they are packed with a sleeping bag, swimsuit, and a change of clothes.” I counted in my head as seventeen girls walked out of the cabin and to the road. I began to look around. There should have been eighteen girls, not seventeen. I my head towards the corner of the room and saw Jordan, sitting in the bunk bed, with her nose buried in the newest of the sci-fi series she was reading. I made my way over to her bed and waited patiently for her to finish the page.

Legs still trembling from the force of his orgasm when he landed on top of her, the sensation of Elena's tongue slipping into his mouth and the feel of her warm skin against his elicited another pleasured gasp from Brett. Despite their encounters, and respective climaxes the previous night and this evening, there was a different sensuality that brought a tingle to his spine about laying there on top of her, skin to skin. He'd kicked his boxers completely off, and with his satiated cock pressed into the warm flesh of her thigh and their abdomens melded together as he gently prised her legs apart, he parted his lips to express something of his feelings to Elena. However, before he could speak, her comment pulled him back down to Earth.

As told through her mother’s perspective, one will learn that Trina is a eighteen year old female of African-American decent and resides with her mother in Los Angeles, California. Trina’s parents, Keri and Clyde, provide their daughter with an upper/upper middle class lifestyle due to her father’s sudden successful career and her mother’s successful resale clothing business in Los Angeles. This well rounded and beautiful adolescent has recently graduated from high school with high grades and was accepted to Brown University, however, due to her summer manic episodes, Trina has not attended college yet.

Deej Logan was just like any normal high school girl. She woke up on her first day of school and combed her hair, picked out the “perfect” outfit and headed out the door. What she didn’t know is that after that day nothing would be the same. Nothing that day seemed to be going right. At school drama was swarming all around her, not exactly what she hoped the first day would be like. By the time the last bell of the day rang she was more than happy to get out of that school. She drove home as quickly as she could but as soon as she got home she realized that she had forgotten to pick up her sisters. “Great.” She thought sarcastically as she sat back down in her car and drove off. Just then she pulled out her phone to message one of her friends about her awful day. That one decision changed everything. Before she had a chance to send the message Deej veered off into oncoming traffic and was killed on impact.

“Rome, Paris, London. Maybe I could stay for more than a semester and not come back until graduation.” Reality is Grace Collier is just a highschool girl that wanted to have a fun night with her friends at a party drinking. This party consisted of her four main friends and others but in particular, Zac being god’s gift to laurel Point and Grace’s ex boyfriend from just a couple days of dating. Miranda was one of Grace’s best friend but she liked Zac. Lindsey was also Grace’s best friend. Finally Ian was Zac’s best friend and teammate on the lacrosse team.

Elle believes her perfect life is about to get even better when her boyfriend hints that there will be changes in their future and she assumes he's about to propose. However, she is shaken when her boyfriend breaks up with her to find a girl who will be a better fit for his political aspirations. Instead of wallowing in sorrow, Elle decides she can win him back if she can only show him her serious side by chasing after him to Harvard law. Her confidence is weakened however, as she encounters difficult professors and snobby students. Nevertheless, she persisted in her studies and because of this she is given an exclusive internship. This leads her to take on challenges she never imagined she could and demonstrates the knowledge she had all along.

When Alex wrecked and no one else could drive, we had to come up with a solution. I was out of the question because I refuse to get my license. Mrs. Logue asked Libby, A’Zariah, and Alex if they knew of any other way to go and sell ads. Alex said that on certain days she would be able to borrow her mother’s car. Because of that we decided that we would work on yearbook pages until Alex was able to get her mom’s car. When Alex could get it, we would go out and sell as many ads as we could. Once we got our car situation out of the way, we needed to figure out a way to get the money that was in Vidalia. Alex was in her mom’s car, so she wasn’t able to drive all the way to Vidalia. I said that we go buy groceries in Vidalia every weekend, so I

With no means of solving this feeling of insanity, she grabbed her yellow, spiral bound notebook and began doodling. (Call To Adventure)Slowly, but steadily, this doodling became writing, writing about nothingness and yet... in its own way everything. She wrote about her favorite tv show, her classes, her friends till somehow she transitioned to world problems and... somehow that was what was bothering her. The world. The world where girls could not walk home alone. The world where children were sold for profit. The world where women are given less of a worth. Soon, this lengthy essay was minimized to a paragraph. A paragraph with emotion, and heart woven into it. Spencer decided this paragraph meant so much to her and that this short compilation of words strung together, needed to be published so that the world knew she was upset with it. In her own adolescent way, that made sense to her. (Refusal To Meet The Call) Yet, as a seventeen year old she could not quite press publish without worrying about what her peers would think. (Meeting the Mentor) She worried and contemplated till, “bzzz bzzz,” Spencer’s phone vibrated, indicating a call from her

Elle Woods was the typical sorority girl while at CULA- she loved shopping; her friends; and her boyfriend, Warner. With her father’s money on her side, Elle never prioritized her education or working. She assumed her future held a marriage to Warner and life as a trophy wife; but when Warner declares Elle a hindrance to his goals of graduating from Harvard University, she becomes determined to do the same. Realizing no amount of money could buy admission to Harvard, Elle works valiantly toward her goal and is accepted. As the movie comes to a close, the scene shifts to three years later with Elle addressing her classmates as she graduates alongside Warner. Though she does not speak excessively, Elle speaks of the passion, perseverance, and determination necessary for success. In her short, yet effective speech; Elle uses ethos and pathos to encourage her classmates to go forth in their law careers with courage and faith, and reminds them to never accept people as they appear on the surface.

“Let it go boy,” my father chuckled loudly. “You had stopped my wife’s heart as soon as you mentioned those silk pajamas and started it up again by saying poolside, swimwear and stocked bar. She has the look of having a dry martini in hand and looking through sunglasses wearing a wide brimmed hat like a glamorous movie star. I see the look of concern in your eyes. We won’t take long talking to our neighbors so we can get on the

“You need rest. You’re drunk and you’ll be sore in the morning” Joseph said, sliding his hands away and helping Paul up. “I can sleep on the couch, it’s fine” Paul protested but Joseph shook his head “There’s no way I’m letting you sleep on that thing. I don’t have a guest room, so you’ll have to settle with sharing my bed tonight.” Joseph said, not giving Paul any time for a rebuttal, leading him up the stairs and to the bedroom.

“Sorry,” he said, rolling his sleeves down and untucking his shirt. “I guess you’re going to have to see if there’s anyplace on my back you can use.” He leaned forward and lifted up his shirt, and squeezed his eyes shut, bracing for the feel of her cold, rubbery mouth

Sitting on the bathroom floor, sixteen year old Andrea Butler is curled up in a ball crying more than ever before. Several minutes pass before she stands up and looks into the mirror. She tries to compose herself by brushing through her dark brown hair, but as she looks back down at the small, plastic stick with two pink lines on it, her chocolate colored eyes immediately fill with tears once again. “What am I supposed to do?” Andrea thought over and over in her head. She was among the top of her class. She had a plan. She wanted to graduate school and to attend college. Everyone expected the best from her; no one thought she could make a mistake that could cost her so much. “If I wouldn’t have gotten pregnant with you when I did, I don’t