My jog slowed, and I pulled up my hood in hopes that he wouldn't notice that it was me. Everything was intensified: the burning in my calfs, the breaths I took, the pain in my chest, but the most unbearable was his gaze. It never left me, and I couldn't help but look back at him. Time was the slowest it had ever been. Seconds felt like a millennium, and the minute it took me to round the corner and go past him, well, that felt like I had witnessed the big bang and every thing up until this very moment. Maybe he wouldn't notice me now that I've filled out and have a different hair color, but he wouldn't have jumped up like that if Brett didn't already suspect it was me. I made it off of the track, and began to go back to my house, when I heard the scariest thing ever: footsteps.Heavy footsteps thudded behind me. They could only be one person, and I didn't exactly want to talk to Brett right now. I picked up my pace while cursing my boobs for getting big. I also cursed at myself for not wearing a sports bra. "Jess... Jess wait up!" He yelled, in a high pitched voice, I managed to say, "I'm not Jess you creep!" This threw him off guard for a total of three seconds, but that was just enough time to put more distance between us. By now I was sprinting, hoping that I had more endurance than I'm used to."Stop! Jess, I.. Jess I need to talk to you," his words sounded innocent, but the way he said them made him sound like he was psychotic. "go away Brett!" i yelled.▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ChickLit #79 / Romance#344like this story? check this one out on my other account! @Anna_Green_ http://www.wattpad.com/106619409-all-because-of-cristofer-grey-chapter-1
Spencer Reid and Gray Mark, the definition of best friends. Or at least until Emily made that bet. Sleeping with your best friend seemed pretty easy to both of them, and it was for a good cause, but little did they know it would change everything they thought about each other. OC Story! Involves BDSM.
Oh... Book... Book... And again "book"!Now I planted the whole truth about Russia."""Ох... Книга... Книга... И ещё раз "книга"! Сейчас я расскажу всю правду о России. Там скоро появится русский перевод)"""
i spam you all with my thoughts about whatever (probably mostly about my stans).
❛ fire is beautifuland we know that if we gettoo close it will kill us but what does that matterit is better to be happyfor a momentand be burned up with beautythan to live a long timeand be bored all the while. ❜ - don marquis, the lesson of the moth
I am going to tell you my story my name actual Victoria but I go by Desiree because I am a singer and I think a fake name is much better. I have been in the singing career for nine years I am not good at writing songs so I have a helper that helps me write them, then the most calamitous thing happened I was finished with my concert and then my manager told me that my song writer quit. Then the producers called me and said that I need a song by four days from now, I was up all night think about what I was going to do.So there I was in my bed. Eyes about to close trying to figure out what to write. It took me hours to figure out something, but it would always be a dreadful idea. It didn't matter how hard I tried it would turn out to be inadequate. I even tried calling other people to see if they had any ideas and they all said no so there I was my brain completely out of ideas, but I was determined to keep writing until I find good lyrics, then finally it was nighttime and I was still writing until I passed out.Fans start getting preposterous because I am singing the same songs over and over again. I try to hire someone else to help me write new songs but no one wants to. I need a new song by tomorrow and I still have no ideas.I try to ask the company for more time and they said no I was walking all around town trying to figure ideas. The producers call and ask me if I have got the song yet and I told them no in there exact words the said "I hate to do this but our company needs more money and we warned you but you are fired". Yes I admit I started to cry a lot just because I loved that dream lights camera action and now it is all gone I worked to hard, I guess now I am just going to have to follow wherever the road takes me.There I was in my sucky apartment ready to go back to work, then I started think how my life was perfect once I was still young once
What happens when Magical Twins meet 2 Turtle Brothers?TMNT does NOT belong to me! Only my Characters!