Smile

The Porcelain Ballerina Deep breath. The rushed flurry and excited chatter of set designers, costumers, and ballerinas surrounds her. She, a delicate young girl, sits in front of the dressing table in a soft robe. Gingerly, she lines her eyes in black and pats fine silver glitter onto her tired lids, which no amount of repose could restore. A coat of mascara, a dusting of powder, and a swipe of lipstick form a mask under which she hides herself from the harsh stage lights. Her beauty was…

It was a rainy fall evening, and Sam had just returned to central perk after a stressful day of work. His eyes fluttered closed as he strutted into the warm building, and a sigh escaped from his pink tinted lips. The aroma of roasted coffee beans, and sweet baked goods greeted him with open arms. When his eyes slicked the interior of the coffee shop, a joyous voice shouted out to him. “Hey, Sam!” Monica. A beautiful girl, with dark hair that barely touched her shoulders. He had met her…

brother is smiling on the outside, but I know that it’s for the pictures. He’s like me, tired. But he is always better at disguising it. Especially around the reporters. I take my usual place by my brother for the pictures. We stand up straight, a smile not showing our bottom teeth, our eyes somewhat squinted. We do exactly what we rehearsed. Microphones are soon shoved in my brother’s face after the photos are done. How are we feeling? How long do you two practice? When’s your next…

“Inka, . . .” He thought carefully about every moment they had shared and continued, “Do you want to know one way to make me speechless? Ask me to tell you my favourite thing about you. A million thoughts will race through my head, Is it her radiant smile, is it her cheerfulness, her charisma? Should I go with a cliché and say her eyes? It is difficult to decide, but for me, it is that you are my definition of beauty, inside and out, and your worth cannot be compared. I love the way you twirl…

I met a man while I was working in the recreational center. He began the conversation with the classic line “do you come here often?” Every moment after that was indescribable. Over the years, we built a strong bond. All the years I’ve worked at the recreational center I never questioned why he was there. This was my best friend and I never asked why he was here. So one night on our date, I asked him “so what made you volunteer at the center Zaire?” At first he looked away, he tried to…

her date appeared again at their table. “So, where was I?” Claude asked, returning to his seat, grinning. “I believe you were telling me how we really should get going to your place.” Julia grabbed Claude’s hand, caressing it, while forcing a toothy smile. “Uh, I’m pretty sure I was telling you about my computer and technologies business! It’s really…

On Wednesday at 12:03 AM Resident Director Brandon Winslow received a phone call from Resident Assistant Christian San Pedro regarding a resident of concern. Resident Maryssa Hodder and Resident Marena Horan came to Resident Assistant Kayli Boyes with concerns on the whereabouts of Resident Falon Nonemacher who also resides in McHale 327. Resident Nonemacher was not answering phone calls from both Resident Hodder and Horan. RD Winslow was informed that Resident Nonemacher left to go home on…

at me. “Is that true Sweetie Belle?” Cheerilee stepped closer to my table and glared at my floating pebble. “Do you know what I asked?” Diamond Tiara and Silver Spoon high-hoofed behind Cheerilee's back. I had no idea what the question was. The bubbly horn light started to fade as my head lowered in shame. The pebble in the air also drifted down. “How about you stop showing off your magic and pay attention to the class instead!” Figuring that I’d get scolded even more, I closed my eyes in…

Throughout the years Greek Mythology has influenced art and literature. It was created to teach people using stories about their gods. For example, the myth of the Sirens from The Odyssey teaches us to use logic to resist temptation and move forward with our lives. Ulysses, Latin for Odysseus, and his men are sailing back to their home Ithaca, when the stumble upon Sirens. They must stay strong and resist temptation so they can continue their journey. In the painting, Ulysses and The Sirens,…

Storm brought his empty plate into the kitchen. He stood by the sink and watched Penny out in the patio. She stood back listening to the conversation between her mother and father, Arnold, and the two plump astronomers from ANU. She nodded her head politely and no doubt about it, gave polite chuckles at just the right time while they chatted on and on with each other. He caught her eye as he walked past the open doors into the living room, and gave her a wave as she gazed over her shoulder at…