Short Story

and saw her mom and sister, in their own bikinis. Smiling, she placed a handful of sun screen on her legs and rubbed it in, she continued up to her chest, neck, and face. Offering her sister, the bottle. Taking off her bikini top, she laid face forward, so her sister could place some lotion on her back, and places where she could not reach.

"You were a cute kid," I say aloud to him, smirking at his baffled expression. He was staring down at me with confusion, probably wondering what was happening and what the hell I was doing. I honestly don't even know what I'm doing myself.

The bus was driving up to Chloe’s house, she was waiting to get on the bus. As she got on the bus I told her, “I’m going to be moving in a month or so,” she asked why in a surprisingly sad tone. I quietly said, “we are moving so my dad can be closer to work and not have such a long drive.” As we went to school, I told Kelsie that I’m going to be moving and she was emotionally sad that I was moving and she said,” What,

“Well, your mother and I, we’ve had some problems over the years, as you probably know,” Dad cringed as he said the words. My heart was racing ten times faster than it should, my blood pressure was rocketing to the sky, but I tried to stay calm and breathe.“Your mother and I… we’re getting a divorce.”

The beeping of a monitor was getting annoying. With the sterile smell and constant humming of technology, Corvus could have really used some music. His body ached from the fight he had won, ached from the damage that was finally catching up to him. His bones had broken numerous times, something he could easily fix. However, now he was just getting his energy back while the lab coat people ran tests on him. They didn't need his consent for anything given the fact that this hospital was not really considered such, but it was the only place he could really go while staying under the radar of the native population here that would be happy to see a bounty hunter like him floating dead in the ocean. Obviously, this was something he did not want,

But then he came back. That made me so happy. And yet, when we parted ways, the only thing that kept me going was my new sister. She’s getting older now, but I hope she will never have to go through a terrible orphanage like the Home of the Angels. She’s a lovely little girl, Annie is. She reminds me of Jenn- Oh, I really must stop thinking of him, it’ll only make it worse. But then, I can’t help thinking of the happy times we spent together before I got on this train. We met up back home, and I told him I loved him, and when I think of that, those words made him happy. I could tell. He looked so depressed when I saw him, and I think I brightened his day. And all that depression happened again when I said I had to go. How can all of my sorrow be summarized in those words? I should have explained to him why I was leaving so soon. I miss him already, and I saw him only a few hours

t’s 12:02 A.M. and Aidan and I have broken up, but we're still hanging out after the fight happened and everyone got bandaged up and my ice melted Aidan and I went to the patio for some air. When we got out there we started talking about the fight I knew Aidan didn’t start a fight with Scotty because of his sister it had to be more so I asked him about it he said it was because Scotty and him talked about surfing in California. We all know Scotty is an idiot, but not that kind of idiot he just needed to try harder. At that moment I realized I was thinking the same way with Aidan, but instead of going to Harvard all Aidan had to do was try harder. I still wish that we were going to be closer sometimes it seem crazy to break up but other

Laughter of young men floated through the air like chimes on a breezy day as they sparred amongst each other near the barracks of Highgarden. As young Lords of the Reach, they all had dreams of finding glory for themselves as knights. Yet only one of them had been anointed, the future Lord of Highgarden, Mace Tyrell, whom many believed his Lord father had bought the title rather than earned it by his own merit. Having just turned seven-and-ten not three moons prior, one could see glimpses of the man Mace would become. Tall with broad shoulders, his scalp was covered with thick, curly brown tendrils of sweaty hair that dangled loosely over his brow covering hazel eyes as his bulky body heaved for breath from the exertion. His strong jaw is

I was charging across campus in a daze, only focusing on the handful of memory refreshers in my hand. People were bumping me as I pushed my way through several crowds just trying to get to class on time. I looked down at my pristine steel gray Akribos watch noticing that I had two minutes to get to my Anatomy and Physiology class for my final of first semester. My quick pace immediately turned into a sprint as I still had to journey half way across campus. The brisk fall wind blew my hair against my face as the fall leaves fell from the trees. I ran through the doors of Kela Lecture Hall and flew up the right staircase to find the door to my class slowly closing. I sprinted full speed towards the door and slammed my hand between the wall

“Shuttle leaving the surface in one hour,” the intercom said. It seemed as if the whole world was boarding the shuttles, in fact, that was probably true. The port crowded with thousands of people boarding a few spaceships. Most came in pairs of two, almost like Noah’s Ark. Some folks came with a bit more of a package, taking their kids, their moms, and almost everyone they knew. Children bounced, friends were getting acquainted as they were excited about the adventure that awaited. Yet there were the few who hung their heads alone. Their lives filled with loss that what the world had taken from them. Below their gas masks were faces wrinkled with sorrow.

I've come to know these words well, as it's my favorite fight song. Ironwood has asked for me to do his dirty work. I guess his “specialists” aren't special enough. I'm about decline, of course, when Ironwood starts filling me in. Atlas was under threat of a Yeti Grim, as tall as a mountain, and everyone they sent in failed to take it down, so naturally, it was my turn. That’s my job. I’m a consulting specialist. As the only one with the title, it's sure is a pain for them if I turn down a job. I’m a wild card. A freelance that travels the world looking for the best fights and most interesting adventures. One thing I try to never get mixed up in is the world's troubles. I don't care about “making peace” or “stopping evil”. I can leave that

“Hello?” [ONE] rolled their eyes as they said the word. Come on, they were better than this. They didn’t need to talk to themselves.

Once my father grabbed three chairs, we all sat down in a circle. She looked pained as she stared down at her hands. She looked so grim, her whole body trembled, here eyes trying to look at anything but me.

Angelos stood on the same chair that Eric stood on, and announced, “People, we need to focus. We will attack, soon. We need more action than conversation. Focus people, focus… Please, text your friends and family on the pier and tell them. We will get our supplies together and attack them. Each store should protect itself at this moment.”

“Rufus!” yelled Adán as he swung his scythe at Heqet. The goddess caught the scythe and thrown the vampire across the room as well. He crashed through the dining table in the adjacent room, causing Aaqil to jump out of his skin and paused the ritual.