grab and go
I signed up for BECOMING GOD because I needed some filler for second semester. It came down to BC or GALACTIC EQUATIONS, so, it was kind of a given. Our Professor was an ancient Clyborb with graying scales and a crusty tail that swept along the floor when he lectured.. But Professor Rip turned out to be pretty chill, even... Continue Reading →
Maddy Rose leaped off the steps as Mom and I got back from the mall. It was our last night of freedom as school was starting on Monday. “I’ve been waiting forever! Come on.” I looked back at Mom, who gave me a smirk and a wave as Maddy dragged me off. It was bad enough trying to... Continue Reading →
I’ve been stuck in the sticks all summer, since my parents flipped out about Trey. And yes, it has royally sucked, the only benefits of farm labor being my killer tan and these shockingly toned arms. Oh, and there’s that hot bag boy down at the little Food Lion, but that could just be the... Continue Reading →
I wake up in a puddle of my own drool. My butt’s in the air and my knees tucked under my chest. I blink, then gasp. I twist and turn and untangle myself with a scream. Only it’s not my scream, it’s little boy’s scream. I’m in my racecar bed, wearing my racecar pajamas. I... Continue Reading →
We’d just watched the fireworks. Same as last year. Mom, Dad, Michelle and the kids. And me. I was there, rubbery and bleary after a day with the old man. It was after ten as Ally set the table. Schedules were like the wallpaper at my parents’ house. Layered and outdated. Mostly ignored. “I’m not... Continue Reading →
Lunch Break Fiction 