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Sparkling Combustion Part 20 ~*~ I floated through the next week, at times feeling breathless. It was that glimpse in the hall of Ryan’s face that haunted me and yet I longed to look for him at the same time. It was those moments in class when I would give in and let my eyes have their fill of his form. I never let him catch my stares though, I always looked away. Despite the ache it caused, I greedily took my chance of stealing those clandestine glances.
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Sparkling Combustion Part 19 As usual, unedited. Sorry for my errors. “What do you want?” Was the first thing I asked as the door shut behind us. My voice was neither cold nor upset, and I was astonished at my own ability to appear calm. I didn’t feel like I’d been drinking, and I felt rather like I was spiraling downwards from a really good climb, where a sense of uneasiness and discomfort starts to grow. The mind truly is a powerful vessel at times.
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Sparkling Combustion Chapter 18 Thanks to Mark for looking this one over Iavoided him after that. I never told Jeremy why, but I think he could see through me. I think he could see how deep I was sinking and how much it hurt me now that the adrenaline, excitement, and anger had exploded. Reality had hit again and I could see nothing good could come out of this. When I had held him, or been held by him, things had changed again. I couldn’t take it at face value anymore; I couldn
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Sparkling Combustion Chapter 17 I apologize for any errors, I tried to edit but have probably failed. I was sure Jeremy hadn’t heard properly when I’d finished telling him what had happened the last few days with me. Obviously my story concerned my new found endeavours with Ryan. I kept it strictly general and did not give too many gruesome details, although he certainly received more information than Josh. At least I told him what happened instead of giving him a vague
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Sparkling combustion Chapter 16 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. It was just another typical house party hosted by a teen whose parents were unaware and probably characteristically out of town or out somewhere. Music, alcohol, dancing, loud drunken people, people making out was the norm. Most of the house was filled as was the backyard. The neighbours weren’t surprised nor bothered since the house was particularly known for hosting loud parties and no one bothered
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Sparkling Combustion Part 15 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. It’d been several days since the night of the dance and Nathan and I had barely spoken a dozen words to each other. We were on pins and needles; or treading thin ice, as a more elaborate way of phrasing it. Oh we spoke, alright, if you could even call it that. There was too much politeness, too much hesitancy and it was enough to make me bash my teeth together—whether in frustratio
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Sparkling Combustion Chapter 14 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. I lay in bed, awake but unable to get up. I wanted to go back to sleep but my body protested since I'd already gotten my full amount of it. The curtains on the windows were drawn back and the warm rays of sunshine coming in felt nice against my bare skin. The room was illuminated and felt bright although no lights were turned on. A knock at my door. “Kyle, you awake? Come down for breakfast.” It was
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Sparkling Combustion Part 13 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. That morning hadn't been a good one. I'd gotten into a fight with Nathan over something or the other and Laura and I weren't on great terms either. I think it was because I felt like crap about the horrendous way I'd ended the previous night. By kissing Jeremy, twice. Oh well, I'd attempt at making up during lunch. The bell rang. I got up and hurried out of the classroom without saying a word. Reli
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Sparkling Combustion Part 12 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. The next day at school, the only word that could possibly describe what I felt to the nearest decimal was—well—there was actually no word. I'd drunk and not really thought that there was actually school the next day. However it was a good night. I'd relaxed, gotten time to think, and caught up with Jeremy, whom I really liked. The weather had been perfect, the air cool but not cold, and the sand had been utterly
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Sparkling Combustion Part 11 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. I was thoroughly revived from my grueling week at school. Part of that was because of my mind-blowing weekend with Ryan. My parents said that I finally looked alive. Specifically, My dad wanted to interview me on how I could sleep so much since I'd actually slept in till one in the afternoon and skipped school. He said it was for a future reference for a character. I thought he was mocking me and just ro
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Sparkling Combustion Part 10 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. The next week went by in a flash. The weather was still going up and down. One morning it would be really hot, the next it would be chilly again. The good thing was that there was officially no more snow! I wished I lived somewhere hot, somewhere up in the states like California. I really didn't like snow very much and wasn't into winter sports either. Occasionally, I went Skiing and tubing (which wasn't te
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Sparkling Combustion Part 9 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. I was in a state of deep sleep, dozing peacefully when a sound interrupted my rest. I awakened slightly and drifted between a state of sleepiness and wakefulness. I drifted along until the sound persisted and I was forced awake. “Argh,” I groaned as I woke. I realized it was the doorbell ringing and got up. While stretching my wound up muscles languidly, I realized that Ryan had quietly left. I saw a
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Sparkling Combustion Part 8 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. People were bustling in the halls, some walking fast and others lazy. I walked at my own pace, taking in everything around me as I usually did. The kid in tow with me had orange-red hair that covered half his face and headphones in his ears that blared with loud obnoxious music. I could make out some screaming words like 'they want to take away our freedom!' followed by a loud shriek. A girl with pale blond hair
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Sparkling Combustion Part 7 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. I never said a word to him. I would wait for him quietly, unmoving everyday after school but I never said a word. It'd been a week. An entire week, but I refused to speak. He'd said nothing about me having to speak. Just that I had to follow him around. You probably thought he'd make me do unspeakable things, but no. That's not what we did. We did virtually nothing eye-brow raising or even remotely odd. Noth
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Sparkling Combustion Part 6 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. Loud music, voices muffled, some loud, and others laughing. Drugs, alcohol and enjoyment. This is why people party so hard. They love feeling like this. Immensely ecstatic but kind of foreign at the same time. I sat there on the deck outside, leaning against the rail, my butt on the ground and head thrown back. Opening my eyes, I encountered the numerous stars in the sky. I felt like catching one and just l
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Sparkling Combustion Part 5 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. That Friday when I walked into English class, Ryan was already there seated. When he saw me, he nodded a greeting before going back to chatting with the girl in front of him. I was immensely confused. I mean, sure Ryan wasn't as big of a jerk as I thought he was, but I didn't expect cordiality from him at all. Truth be told, I was as mean to him as he'd been to me. Now he was actually acknowledging my exi
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Sparkling Combustion Part 4 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. What do you say to someone after they've told you making out with you was a complete mistake, that the one thing you thought was one of the most exciting things to happen to you, they thought was a complete mess-up? Personally, I didn't ever want to bring it up with Nathan again, I wanted to act like I didn't care. So that's what I did, I acted normal around him. Within a week of doing this, I didn't really h
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Sparkling Combustion Part 3 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. That's how it went for the next couple of days, we'd make polite small talk and sometimes even goof around at lunch and in class, but it never went further. Nathan never mentioned the night of the party. In fact he acted as if it didn't even exist. I didn't know how to deal with this. Laura and Josh (I ended up telling him as well) kept telling me to speak with him about it, but I just couldn't. I mean, w
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Sparkling Combustion Part 2 I apologize for any errors, I don’t have an editor. The day after the party, I had a major headache. I woke up, and felt wooziness in my stomach. Great, that's what I get for getting piss-ass drunk. Slowly, but carefully, I raised my body out of bed. Mind over matter, mind over matter, think positive. My body is controlled by my brain, I'm not in pain, I don't feel like crap. Mind over matter, mind over matter... “Ahhhh,” I let out a groan, and stretched
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Sparkling Combustion Part 1 Growing up, I was always an outcast. It wasn't that I was rebellious or looked overly nerdy, nothing drastic like that. I wasn’t your average loner because I really liked it that way. I didn't talk to people much. Sure I had friends, mainly two good friends: Laura Cressman and Josh Kirk. They were actually pretty out-going and friends with a lot of the people that were popular. If it weren't for the fact that I'd grown up knowing them, I would probab
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Chapter 1 Changes ~*~ Jeremy slammed the car door and shoved the keys of his foster-mother Lucy’s car-keys into his beat-up old backpack. He’d had the thing for ages. It was ratty and old but not falling apart yet. Swinging it over his shoulder, he shaded his eyes from the sun and frowned. It was a muggy, swelteringly hot day and although it had just begun, he was ready for it to be over. There was great activity about, as people drove their kids to school, and those kids made their w
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Rick’s Storm By Skylights This is a short story I wrote when I felt a little inspired by something, it’s my second short story that I’ve attempted and finished so I hope you like it! ~*~ The storm hit hard. Outside, the entire expanse of streets, homes, buildings and trees seemed lost amidst a winter wonderland of sorts. Snow as puffy as billowy white clouds on a warm summer day filled the horizon and a sky as murky as dirty bathwater catered to the whims of the gloom loving
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Rick really isn't interested in the stunningly perfect Andre. Really.
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Mr. Perfect “What else is there to say?” Gabriel asked. “Maybe that you care?” Sahyl said in a quiet voice, his eyes on the plate in front of him. Gabriel’s expression hardened. He stood, hands stiff, eyes cool and looked directly at Sahyl’s downcast face. He raked his eyes over the smooth golden-brown skin that he’d spent hours at a time appreciating, the bottomless dark eyes that didn’t look at him any longer. “I apologize,” Gabriel said stiffly, “That I have given you reason to
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