Never in the history of the world did a heart sink to the bottom of the floor faster. A room she presumed to be filled to the brim with her peers, with flashing lights, and smiling faces. Was empty. Not a soul in the house besides her parents, their few guests, and the hired help. Humiliated. Priscilla Vanderwaale had never been so humiliated in her entire life. God, how pathetic was she? To think that a pretty dress and a nice party would magically mean something. She had watched too many fucking movies. Set her expectations too high. This wasn’t middle school anymore, she couldn’t buy her way into popularity, not even for one measly night. Was it too much to ask for? Was having friends who wanted to celebrate her birthday with her too …show more content…
Not even Lucia. “No….no one is here.” She finally managed to choke out. Receiving glances full of pity from her parents’ friends as her father pipped in with a confidence. “They just must be running late, sweetheart.” They both knew that was a bold face lie but Priscilla was far too busy trying to hold back the tears that threatened to spill down her make up covered cheeks to call him out for it. But they fell anyways. A single tear drop hitting the railing with an inaudible splash before the flood gates were released and suddenly her carefully painted face was being washed off by a waterfall of her own tears. A singular loud sob was the only thing that clued the few guest downstairs to what was happening behind the curtain of her blonde hair. Instantly her mother was in fight mode. “Oh no, honey. God honey. Please don’t cry.” The woman called as she rushed up the steps to come to her weeping daughter. And for a second, just a split second, Priscilla felt rage towards her own mother. Even worried and breaking a sweat as she rushed up a flight of stairs in heels she looked like an angel. Why the hell did she look like an angel but not Priscilla? Why had she deprived her of the only genes in this stupid town that
The music is good. The girls look great. And, it's a Saturday night. Someone must be in concert. Now, The Spot is (italics) a strip club. But, this is where everyone comes to party. It just happens (italics) to be a Strip club. Giggles, or Vanessa, is leaning over the bar while talking to her cousin and the Bar Manager. Not quite the type you would expect, or at least I would to be a dancer. A good 5 feet 9 inches, more modelesque that video vixen. Only problem: her glasses are extremely thick. Vanessa and Vincent met by chance at book signing last year. Since then, these two have been on a serious roller coaster. One minute he says it's over. The next minute, she's leaving town; another minute, she's chasing him down the block with a frying pan, then before you know it, they are butt naked on ur fire escape singing Soul 2 Soul, and doing the wop! Vincent has ALWAYS been crazy.if you had a problem in school, he waited after school with the bat ... or brass knuckles... or garbage can.. I can see what Vincent likes about her: She knows how to convince people, with or without words. Twenty minutes later, a waitress came over to our table with the two bottles of vodka along with two extra bottles on the house. Vincent looks over to us with a smile that only Felix the Cat can can imitate. As much as I love a good time, one can only have so many cigars and Coco losos in one night. It's bad enough Vincent, or as he wanted
In the story, Angel is portrayed as a normal college student who is in need of money. She and her friends saw advertisement on their campus about selling eggs for money. It means that there are people that are going to pay a woman that willing to get pregnant and give the baby to them. However, due to her black skin, no one wants an offspring from her. To assure that they are going to get the good genes, they want it from her perfect, tall, white roommate, Laura. Due to the filthy work Laura did, she received huge amount of money, and it made Angel filled with envy and jealousy. She badly judged Laura, however, unexpectedly, in the end of the story, Angel got pregnant as well. In that desperate time, Laura is there for her and also financially supports her. She had a slight thought to abort the child, but in the end she decided to keep the baby.
Sobbing is the only noise coming from Brianna Ayube’s Boston University dorm room. The cries are the only thing breaking the silence of her sleeping suite mates on this Saturday afternoon. As time goes on it grows more faint, until being interrupted by a muffled whisper. Eventually, the door opens, Brianna leads out a a girl younger than herself, who appears to be the source of the tears.
I was young enough to still feel excited when a woman sat next to me. The beer had run out, but she and I didn’t need anymore. I wanted to forget that anything existed outside of that moment in the darkness. We were alone with only the smooth wooden boards of the dock, the night air and each other for the rest of the night.
Hannah, a freshman in college, has had a life of asthma, major depression, and epilepsy. While on theatrical stage in her first college debut, Hannah collapses on stage in a seizure. After running tests on Hannah in the hospital, the doctor suggests that her lifelong health issues could possibly be because she is a survivor of abortion. This is the first time Hannah not only learns she’s an abortion survivor, but adopted too. In anguish and searching for answers, Hannah journeys with her friends to Mobile, Alabama in search of her birthmother. When Hannah first reconnects with her birthmother, Cindy, tracking her down at her work office, Cindy rejects her yet as again as she did at her failed abortion. Hannah finds herself asking God what to do in her situation.
As she hastily made her way through the long-winded hallway, the realisation of her husband being away at war suddenly hit her. The delight evident on her face swiftly turned into an expression of extreme woe. Heartbroken by the fact that he was missing this major milestone, her eyes were a waterfall, dripped with salty tears down her
“And I've been invited because Luciana is my friend. So there. " In the short story The Stolen Party.
Slide 2: summary – Olive Prendergast is an ‘invisible’ teenage girl attending high school in California who lies to her best friend Rhiannon about going on a date with a college guy. Olive also ends up lying about what happened during the date, she tells Rhiannon that she lost her virginity to this college guy. Marianne Bryant a prissy, strictly religious Christian who overhears them talking about Olive’s experience on the date and the rumour spreads around school very quickly. Olive ends up telling the truth (she never even went on a date) to her friend Brandon, who is bullied because of his homosexuality. Brandon asks for Olives help in making people thinking he is straight by pretending to sleep with him.
But because of the embarrassments at school (“My voice was apt to come out squeaky”, “My hands became slippery with sweat”, (etc.) she was determined to not attended the Christmas dance (“Formerly I had considered falling off my bicycle and spraining my ankle and I had tried to manage this;” (etc.)). After failing multiple times she decided to go the dance, which was a dramatic change in her emotion. She wore her beautiful dress and let her friend Lonnie do her hair and make-up (“I sat in front of the mirror and Lonnie stood behind me, fixing my hair”), after finishing she became exited. After the long walk to the dance her personally takes a turn when the first dance was the most popular boy “Mason Williams”, and he blows her off (“He took his hand off my waist and dropped my arm”). Nobody wanted to dance with her; her emotion became sad and upsetting (“Please me, please me, and I locked my fingers behind my back”). Therefore she began to hide until a young lady in the washroom approached her; this introduced a different role in her because the lady was older and fun (“Mary
This is where Warner tells Elle he?s going to Harvard law to start his career and she wasn?t in his future plans. In turn Elle get depressed locks herself in her room for about a week then gets the revelation that she would just attend Harvard Law also. When Elle goes to her parents they don?t really support her, they fall into the gender stereotype that girls should do girly jobs, like fashion which was Elle?s major, be pretty get married and so forth. They don?t believe she should have to go out into the world and be smart. She studies hard to pass the LSAT?s and she sends in her video application to Harvard. This video Elle is mainly in a Bikini, and being very ?girly?, Harvard mainly accepts her application because they need to diversify their accepted applicants. Once at Harvard Elle goes to class unprepared and is excused from the class. Afterwards is when she meets Warner?s new girlfriend and fiancé Vivian who is also the reason Elle had to leave class. This is where the battle between Vivian and Elle .After the meeting Elle does a typical girl thing and goes and gets her nails done. She returns to school has another run-in with Vivian who invited her to a party, telling her it?s a costume party and it obviously wasn?t. As ?typical girl? Elle shows up to the party as a playboy bunny. There is nothing more gender specific then a playboy bunny. For comfort she turns to Warner but instead all Elle got a rude
The stone hollow echoed with dozens of small breaths and the clunky shuffling of chairs and tables. The lighting pulsated, from glowing orbs, the color of mandarins, positioned near walls throughout the room. Every child in the room was quiet in fear of disobeying and in pure content that today was another school day. Eilig sat in the back left of the room, at an ancient wooden desk with years worth of scratches and pen marks. Everyone else’s desks were identical: a scribbled-out heart an inch away from the corner, a deep, inch long scratch on the side. The silence was contagious until a woman entered the room, with hare-like features she clutched a clipboard, needle-like claws holding the soft wood in place.
To say she is shocked to see a teenage girl blonde teenage Barbie lookalike where her 40 year old one night stand should be is an understatement what the fu.... I explain about everything the d.n.a trial the Dr McCormick everything in a high pitched voice of a teenage girl when I finally finished Vera still shocked says what your saying is impossible. No shit I say in a way that seems bitchy. We have to get you to this Dr McCormick. I text her no answer and I call and don't even get an answering machine start to panic I will come back as I start to panic I don't want to be a girl I don't know how to be a girl. I want to be me/John as Vera comes back with unisex sweats. No use putting it off any longer I think as I strip to my birthday suit.
Until I came to the door, knocked on it and told her she must leave immediately. The lady grabbed her medications and address book, but was forced, Reluctantly, to leave everything else behind, Including her cane and family photos. " I’m glad that I was forced to leave”, said the lady. “I could hear the river wall breaking as I drove away”. That night the lady’s house flooded.
The movie goes on to compare and contrast the “princess” and the “basketcase”, both seventeen year old girls who endeavor male attention, yet one is the cool crowd prom queen and the other is the loser, burnout crowd weirdo. Brian, the narrating brain, is a
Touched by fading moonlight, the girl looked pale as a ghost, distressed and sorrowful. Great drops fell from her eyes; the heavy rain clouds in her mind let loose their turbulent nature. She felt the muscle of her chin trembled like a small child, again, she looked toward the window as if the darkness outside could soothe her. However, she tried to keep her sobbing down by biting her lips, afraid the woman would “visit” again. Meanwhile, in the hallway, there was only deadly silence, creating an overwhelming sense of emptiness.