Doing English had become a bit of a breeze and I had become a sort of de facto leader of my own little sorority. This was a group of girls, with whom I had studied from first year. There was Emma, Jasmine and Megan and we had many a legendary party to our name. We…
****Note: This story is entirely fictional, as well as my first story for the site.**** Bryce and Kyle had been best friends for as long as either could remember. Since the age of 6, the duo had been in and out of trouble together for various stunts. Both were sophomores in high school now, Bryce…
All characters and terms including boy and lad refer to people age 18 and over. Sir put a video on. Then just before it started his mobile phone rang. He excused himself while he went out of the classroom to answer it. He told the boys to just watch the video, said he’ll be back…
Hello, my name is James. Of course, that’s not my real name, but that’s what people know me as. I am a third year college student majoring in sociology. Unfortunately, like many students, I am up to my eyeballs in debt. That brings me to my job, my way to pay off the gigantic debt….
The following Friday I received a note from Patrice saying he was in town and asking whether I was free to take lunch with him. I was travelling home in two days’ time, so I arranged to meet him at the Grande on Saturday afternoon. When I arrived at the hotel restaurant at half past…
Vienna, 6th August 1900  My Dearest Kathi, Kindest thanks for your moving lines from 20th July. They were highly stimulating and have been a great comfort to me on more than one lonely night. Please forgive the lateness of my reply but it is only today that I have sufficiently recuperated from the events which I…
He text messaged me that he got off work at 1 a.m. and asked how to get to my dorm. I straightened up my room and made sure the sheets were fresh on my bed before going to take a shower. I stepped into the hot water and enjoyed the water running over my body….
To You; thank you… for everything…. me Sittingthere at her desk, her long auburn hair flowing over her shoulders. Her hand holding up her head, her green eyes glaze over behind the brown metal frame of her glasses. Her chest heaving when she sighs. In her right hand, her red marking pen falls to the…