He told me, “Cody, do your job.” I remember the time I arrived to the plate with a man on third base in the bottom of the 9th inning when my team was down 1 run. I stepped out of the box to take a look down the third base line for signs and what he told me to do was “Cody, do your job.” I gave my coach a nod and went back into the box. I stepped into the box and my mental thinking was, “leave nothing back and let’s win this game.” The pitcher started his windup and throws strike one to me and then
As fucked as the circumstances are, this is the first time he's ever had a girl in his room, and he can't help but tingle with nervous energy. Luna, however, just nods serenely and enters the bathroom. She's still bathing by the time he brings up some food, so he makes his way over to the balcony and takes a seat, casting a warming spell to protect him from the frigid winter air. He doesn't know how much time passes
I search out the window for nothing in particular, until I see a movement in the window of Camden's house on the first floor. I stare at it as my mom drones on, and Camden emerges from behind the curtain and waves creepily. My eyes bug out of my head, and I take a sharp intake of breathe, j slam the curtains shut, and my mom apparently stops talking. "What Mackenzie?" She says, and Connor turns around with, now, ice cream on his face. "She saw a gnome."
“Did any of you see the new girl yet?” Jack mention, and I mentally forgot about the new girl showing up today. We all shook our head except for Colton who smirk. What his deal? I wonder and turn my attention to Jack. “Where Jackson?” I question Jack. “He’s at the principle office for getting caught with a girl in the janitor closet again.” Jack said. I shook my head smirking. Jack and Jackson where twins, the only way any of us could tell the difference between them was Jack had gauges while Jackson
after all, so you'd never seen what happened when they did. Except apparently people did, people who were good at not getting caught. Good enough that you never realized you were being followed, that the alarms didn't go off when you found the girl in your room one
Aliks Aliks was sweating though his leather armor, the sun beamed down on them, a little over 4,000 men. “Do you know why they call it The Weeping Forest” Jacken said “Because at night you can hear the weeps of the undead slave solders. They were forced to fight by there Emperor or a God as they saw him”. Believing every word, Aliks gave a blank expression, trying to hide his true feelings. He felt a rather unfamiliar sensation go through his body. It was fear, but nothing like he had felt it
Name) what's your name?" Seeing as our conversation is going so well, I have a sudden burst of excitement, not only for finding my first acquaintance but potentially a beta tester. A big smile covers my face ear to ear at her question. "I'm glad you asked (Sao Name), well if you really want to know my name is Ryo-“Before getting the chance to finish a hand encloses around my mouth by a soft (S/C) appendage, no doubt not belonging to my own-callused palms. "Idiot, Not your real name your game name!"
all for naught. The gavel banged repeatedly. “Order! I will have order in this courtroom!” The prosecution’s voice rose again, “These are the facts, and you’re presumed guilty. That’s all there is too it. Your fingerprints were blatantly on the gun itself.” Another voice chimed, “Objection, your honor!” This time, it was the defense, suiting black. He looked cocky, almost too arrogant for his profession. Bedhead turned to him as well. “The defendant was clearly wearing gloves that day. How could you
sister Hermione. "Honestly Aspen! You 're still sleeping, we have to be at the Weasley 's by noon!" I groaned and sat up. "Bloody Hell 'Mione! Will you calm down all I have to do is take a shower and get dressed." I get out of bed grab my clothes and head to my bathroom and before I shut my door I hear my sister groan and leave the room. After my shower, I got dressed and headed downstairs with my trunk. Mrs. Weasley was already there waiting for me and Hermione. "Hello Mrs. Weasley. How are you?"
flips it over with ease, seeing nothing underneath and sat it back down on the floor. “My first commander has more questions,” the fair-haired Kingsman begins to speak as the other heads to the door. “If I answer your questions, will you both leave my child and I alone? And never bother us again?” The fair-haired Kingsman nods. “What is