Pop ballads

Quinn’s Fight How are you today, Quinn? We haven’t talked in awhile. I think that I get to come to the hospital after school today. I can’t wait to see you. Text me back when you get this. Love Summer I sent the text as I was walking out the door to meet the school bus. Quinn is my all time best friend, but lately its been a little bit different she has *cancer and has been in the hospital for the past one week. I miss her a lot like no one would ever understand. I’m walking to school as Avery…

emma grabs yet another tissue, blowing her nose. She sneezes again and groans in frustration. "How are you feeling?" Iris says, walking to where Emma's laying and feeling her forehead. "I'll make you some soup." "Dandy." Emma says, closing her eyes. "Thank you. Where are you going?" She says, noticing Iris put makeup on. "Starbucks with Chanyeol." "Get me a drink!" "No. Sick people don't drink Starbucks." Emma scowls. "Yes they do?" Iris just shrugs. She grabs her bag, walking…

Ive just came through the door, tired from a long day of classes and work. As i'm entering i see you on the couch playing dark souls, and watching you curse at the screen makes me forget about any stress I had as i have to hold back my laughter. You didn't hear me come in, you were too focused fighting a boss. I notice that you didnt see me come in so I decide to try and scare you. I come up behind you and grab you while simultaneously yelling "SUP FUCKER". You are extremely startled you threw…

As I packed my things to leave for New York, all I could think was how I was leaving my childhood behind. Oh you’re probably wondering, “Who is this guy?” and “Where did he come from?” And to answer your questions I am Genim Nowakowski and I am from Riven Hills, Nevada. I am sixteen years old, I have auburn hair, bright green eyes, and I am 5’6. Let me tell you my friends, how I got to the point of leaving my home town in the past is not a story for the ones who believe in happy ending and…

The Boardwalk Muse I followed the ancient, rickety boardwalk through the rows of corn that went to the ends of my Earth. The early summertime dew had a perfume of light magic that hung in the air like the fireflies that danced in and out of my vision. Pounding against the decrepit boards, my bare feet were getting tired from the running I was doing, but I couldn 't stop now. John was waiting for me near the ocean at the end of the lane, our little spot. Nothing more than a puny fishing…

"How was your first day?!" My mom called from the kitchen as I slammed the door to the apartment. "Great, just great." I muttered. My mom emerged from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel and frowning. Her brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail and she was still in her work clothes. My mom works at the hair shop down the street, it doesn 't bring in much money but it 's enough to keep us alive, I suppose. "Was that sarcasm that I heard?" She cocked an eyebrow at me questionably. "Sorry."…

Chapter twelve ***Carson 's P.O.V*** I was sitting on a bench eating my sandwich because none of my friends had come out of lunch yet. I saw Oliver come and sit next to me. He looked at me, an unreadable expression on his face. "Hey, can I ask you something?" I smiled. "Of course you can. " He frowned slightly. "Um, imagine, hypothetically, that there was a boy who was with his friends and they weren 't nice. Do you think that the boy could change?" I chuckled. "Are you talking about yourself?"…

Justin started home when he noticed the mountain in the distance and felt the urge to visit once more. "After today, I am not going back up here," he promised riding across the field to the flat where he had left his bike on previous visits. Slipping and sliding he scurried up the steep mountainside while trying to be quiet. From time to time, he grabbed the bushes to keep from sliding backward. When he arrived at the mines, he moved the boards covering the entrance. He stepped inside, shined a…

Dearest Zayn; I wanted you to know that everything you 've done for me--I couldn 't be more grateful. I don 't know if I could ever repay you, but writing this letter to you sure makes me feel a lot better because I took so much from you. I feel at home and I feel like I belong. I 'm surrounded by culture and I 'm surrounded by family, which is all I ever wanted. I wanted to thank you for allowing me to have this opportunity, and I still think about you everyday. You 're the reason I 'm here.…

could relax and talk, and frankly enough, I doubt that being 'sneaky ' will get us anywhere good. I 'm only being honest, if that 's okay with you. However, I 'll do it anyway." She smiled, connecting her iPod to the sound system turning on some pop song.…