Thirty-two students filled the class every day, but all that filled the air was white noise. The kind of white noise akin to tuning into the wrong television channel or a radio station just out of reach. He sat in the back by the window and hoped for some sort of melody. Something sweet and inviting, but nothing beat the noise.
“Why’s he such a loaner?” Whispers filled the room.
“I heard he’s n...
Another day another task. I buttoned my shirt up to the collar and slipped on some black slacks. After a couple tucks of the shirt I buttoned my pants and slipped on a belt. A quick look in the mirror to make sure everything laid flat. Feeling satisfied with my look I grabbed my backpack and was off. There was a message on my phone. It had just come in. Being an errands gent meant undergoing tasks...
I didn’t know what to expect, but when I saw a letter in the mail with no return address I couldn’t help but feel concerned. I grabes the letter opener and gave it a quick and painless slide open and pulled out the letter. It read:
You need to help me. I’m soon going to become surrounded by those who will never understand me. They’re going to try and find me and hide me away or worse- kill me. Th...
He’s trapped.
Behind the long hair and pronounced curves, he begged for freedom.
A prisoner of hers though he held no resentment.
She’s lovely; how could he resent her?
The way her long golden hair framed her face and shoulders.
The way her waist dipped in before rounding out her hips.
Her soft hands with short fingers.
It was all so pretty, but it hid him away.
His thin hands with...
The voices echoed down the halls, but he never paid them much attention. He felt their intention between the pointing, staring and laughing so he didn’t need to focus on the specifics. He kept his head down, hands anchored to the straps of his backpack. He hoped just to make it out the doors for a moment of peace.
He wasn’t so lucky.
“Where do you think you’re going?” A hand pulled him back sh...
