Short Story

“Stop asking questions!” Callie screamed as her tranquil demeanor turning red with rage. She got to her feet and seized my collar. I struggled to get out her grasp but her hands were physically powerful.

"I had to wait for that guy David to finish helping me with that stupid assignment. I had no idea what Carlisle was asking for!" Emelie complained. Georgina laughed, brown ringlets bouncing.

"That sounds great!" I announced sarcastically, which led to Annabeth smacking the back of my head.

Jongin launched himself off the bed inches away from me. She could feel his hot breath on her neck. She couldn’t suppress the quiver that went through her body as her eyes closed and she drank in the heat from his body. He stepped forward closing the distance between them. She forced herself to take a step back when all she really wanted to run her hands over his powerful chest and taste every orifice of his body.

“I could say the same for yours! You almost killed the people in the ball!” I snapped at the blonde

When he opens his mouth, he's surprised. His voice is calm and smooth as it often is. There is no trace of anxiety or pent-up rage. "Percy," he says, and the name tastes like lost chances. "I need you to get dressed and grab your things." Stunned green eyes meet his, but he refuses to back down to the gaze and narrows his own green gaze. A bottom lip trembles. His heartstrings give an unexpected pull.

Tsuna could feel his face heating up from the sound of her voice. He fidgeted on his spot as his anxiety skyrocketed upon seeing Sasagawa Kyoko make her way towards him.

“Puh-lease. You never try and then you always get better grades than us,” she barked.

"Okay, okay." Eijirou finally got his laughter under control. "You aren't exactly an idiot. You are just a bit... airheaded." That name piqued your interest.

“Tanaka. Don’t pressure him. He is, after all, a loyal customer.” The fierce golden brown gaze was no better than the dull black one. His eyes were like a tiger waiting to pounce on its prey as soon as it made a single movement. Shimura stared back at both of the waiting gazes with his unmoving one, then a bubble of laughter left his throat and out his mouth then it was cut off, tension filled the atmosphere once more as his vibrant green eyes sharpened as he confessed what was about to happen.

The women smiled and turned. "But it worked Violet, Hehehehehe." Marian eyed the barf. "Well kinda."

"So you could be anyone?"She asked, rolling onto her side. "You could be a prince."

I sat in the living room, staring at the business card Luke has left for us from the night before as questions flowed through my mind. Hearing the sounds of keys, I lifted my head and noticed Cierra racing towards the door.

It’s 3:40 PM. I’m walking down the bridge staircase. The sun is staining the sky a bright blue. It’s not quite the pale blue of cotton candy at a fair. It’s a cartoonish, suburban neighborhood blue that would be pretty if it didn’t feel so fake. As I pass the painted wall by the school, a voice calls out to me.

An unsatisfying supper of turkey along with a few sides short of all the trimmings had awaited Phillip when he got home from Inez’s place.