

The GirlsThe Girls By Kristal MeltonThe Girls
Clank-Clang. The locker behind her shifted underneath her as she leaned up against it. He was surrounded by girls who were angry at her for one reason or another. All she had done was get the spot in the school play, Romeo and Juliet that all the rest of them had been dreaming of. And that was only because one of the most popular boys had actually shredded his mask of being all tough, which had only made him more desirable it seemed. She sighed as she leaned back, her glasses slipping down on her nose. They didnt know it, but she felt entirely embarrassed. School wasnt supposed


The BoysThe Boys By Kristal MeltonThe Boys
He walks down the hallway, his head held low, hoping for once that he would not have to put on the face he did for everyone else. The hallway of the high school was still empty, so he did not have to put on the facade for his friends. A door opened and the noise of a group of people filled the halls. Lifting his head, he looked up, pulling from the depths of his brain the mask that hid who he really was just in case it ended up being people who noticed him.
He relaxed into the posture of someone who wasnt worried about being unnoticed. Down he sauntered, heading for


Sweet and Spicy DreamsSWEET AND SPICY DREAMSSweet and Spicy Dreams
By Dragon Lily Fighter
It was about two hours after dusk. A beautiful time. The sun was completely down and the sky was now changing from the dusk dark blue to the night times dark pitch black. In Gaia Towns, everyone was either at home asleep, or over at a friends house, spending their time partying, as so many of the Gaia residences do at night.
All was quiet in the split house. The Egyptian style side was empty at the moment. However, sleeping on her own side, on a blue bed with a shelf of flowers over her head, was Sweet. Her naturally tanned complexion


Wasting AwayI sit in the small room I call home for the moment, staring at the food in front of me on the tray. A slice of pizza and a bottle of Coca-Cola. I turn my head away, tears in my eyes. In the corner stood a guard that had been standing there for the three hours I had refused to eaten, watching me with emotionless eyes. He would not leave until the morning, and if I didnt eat, he would make me eat.Wasting Away
My mother said I was wasting away as I continued to refuse to eat, and when I was, I ended up just throwing it up when I was alone. My father looks upon me with disgust, locking me in this room until I had eaten, and the guard was
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