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The ball left his foot in a rushed frenzy, totally uncontrolled. The teen, frustrated, pulled at his hair as he watched as the central defender swept in to steal the errant pass. He glanced over around the field, hoping none of his teammates noticed his lack of poise. None seemed to be focused on him as they chased the ball back towards their own side of the pitch like sharks to blood. Trying his best to shake his stupidity from his mind, Andy did what he could to help fix his mistake. The game’

Short Story submitted to Imagine Magazine's Football Contest. Andy loses a big soccer match but it leads to something else.

Oh there's more in store for these folks as I'm working on sequel , but probably won't post that until it's closer to done - I'd say that it's about 1/3 to 1/2 way there. Thanks for the comment!

I spent a couple of days in the hospital but was ordered to have bed rest for almost two weeks with badly bruised ribs. I was told that if I was hit any harder, the ribs could have cracked and punctured a lung – one of the bruised ribs shifted enough to apply undue pressure to my lung as I helped my sons – why it started to hurt to talk and breathe. Alice and Jared flew back the day I went home, apologizing that they weren’t there when I needed them. I told them it wasn’t their fault and at lea

My mind was awash in facts, dates, algebraic equations, doctor’s appointments, recipes… whatever was shoveled into my skull over the past eight months - and summer school was not fun. I felt like a walking zombie in the house throughout the summer catching up while everyone else seemed to enjoy their summer. I wanted to complain but it wasn't any of their faults so I just let it go. At least the twins have been sleeping through the night undisturbed for about at least a month now. And they’ve st

Oh man! I totally wasn’t expecting – well, maybe it was hopeful ignorance that my boys wouldn’t need it – the two a.m. feedings. Or the four a.m. ones. Or the six a.m. ones. It’s been a week and a half and I feel like I’m on zero sleep. But I can live with it. I’m still happy overall. Maybe a touch crankier than usual, but generally happy. Once I brought the twins home from hospital, both were little angels cooing and flailing their limbs and they tried to figure them out. I got them inside and

After going back and looking at things, I concede that I erred a bit in not actually writing that they reported the event (I thought I at least implied they did but in fact I failed to even do that). So I went ahead and added a little bit to hopefully address that back in chapter 2. I want to kick myself that it took two reviews for me to see that (someone else mentioned it in a review too) to fix it. I apologize to all for my slight slip-up, and to thank the two that pointed out my error in continuity.

Beep beep…. Beep beep beep…. Beep beep. Where was that coming from? Why was it so loud? I wanted to shut it off, but I couldn’t move. The mere thought of moving made me groan in horrible pain. Excruciating pain. Nearly unbearable pain. “A-Alex?” a voice distantly asked with huge amounts of worry etched into the name. My name. Why were they so worried about me? I was in lot of pain, but I don’t remember why I would be. “Alex, are you awake? If you are… please, do something. Anything.” I felt a

I was silent the entire way home, even with Conner and Mason’s attempts to engage me in conversation. I didn’t even want to think, but my brain kicked into overdrive naturally. Did Bates go to our school and I just never saw him? Was he a date for someone? And how did Evan Jones fit back into the picture? I haven’t heard from him in nearly a month! Granted I never saw Bates again until tonight. That look on his face… Pure, unfiltered rage and hate… all directed at me. I shuddered violently and a

I know you said it was on another machine but... Eww... Windows 3.1? Last time I saw that OS was when I was like 7 using a computer that had a 100MB hard drive, 64MB of RAM and a 33MHz processor O_o.I still remember the nightmares of trying to get IRQ settings and DMA channels right for a new CD-ROM drive my dad built for it. It didn't come with one and had a 3.5 AND a 5.25 floppy drives. *shudder* Lol, i still remember the $25 motherboard my dad got for it as an upgrade... whee 100MHz processor, up from 33!

I use Windows 7, FireFox (tried Chrome and it's okay, but I'm used to FF), mainly use my laptop for writing but have recently put a couple of games on it since my uber cool desktop is being stupid and I'm too lazy to figure out what's wrong with it lol. I also am going to use it for when I actually go back to college and hopefully get some kind of degree (I better or I'll kick myself heh). And I use MS Word (<3), though I have used Writer from OpenOffice before, but I hate it (don't know why, really - it's decent enough). I got lucky when I bought my laptop and it came with a key for MS Office 2010 for just Word and Excel.

Conner whipped into the garage and we all piled out, Mason in the lead. He barreled through the door and looked about frantically. I put my hand on his shoulder calming him down some and I suggested we try the living room – when we’re not there we more often than not find Richie hiding out there if he’s not under the covers on his bed. I walked in first and was surprised by someone sitting beside Richie. It wasn’t Dad. Mason got past me and just froze when he saw his brother being pulled o

“So, are either of you going to the homecoming dance?” Ben asked me at lunch. “I don’t want to be the only guy hanging out with Jess and Kat. They’ll bore me to tears talking about their dresses!” Surprisingly, it was just me, him, and Josh – the rest of the gang got coerced into selling tickets to the dance by the wily Kat being held on the upcoming Friday. Student council members were scarce for the freshmen class, so Kat begged and pleaded until Jess and Eric gave in. Mason also was helping o

All four of us piled into Dad’s new Santa Fe. No one said anything as Conner took the front seat and I sat right next to my boyfriend. I don’t think I’m ever going to get used to that! I have a boyfriend now! The excitement coursing through me wouldn’t let me sit still. But I felt Mason grab my hand and I glanced over at him. He looked scared. “Shh, it’s okay babe,” I whispered to him, rubbing my thumb over his hand. “Dad will explain in a little bit. I know he will.” “Boys,” Dad said as I

I couldn’t sleep last night. The text message came from someone unknown to me – the number was blocked. That message made me feel sullen the rest of the night. My earlier excitement and exuberance faded and allowed the doubt and uncertainty to creep in. Would I have to deal with this kind of crap for the entire year? Conner saw something was up when he came in and just saw me staring numbly at my laptop, my hands poised to type but not actually typing. He poked me out of my state and my phone

A couple days passed with nothing of particular note happening, except my Art teacher telling us a change in plans with the project we had to do – it was due this upcoming Monday, giving everyone an extra week to work on it. Every so often though, I couldn’t help but recall the mall incident and subsequent meeting with Evan. Why did Conner and I have to sit next to the likes of Bates and his posse? Why did he have to single me out of the hundreds of other kids or even adults sitting, laughing, e

And thank you for your reviews . They've been helpful, as I've re-looked at what you've mentioned in your previous reviews to make sure things makes sense to all.

Huh... I always thought it was for some reason, but after doing a bit of research, you are indeed correct. Well, I think I'm going to leave it as it, as that's what Xander thinks heh. He just doesn't know any better.

Lol, I must be unique then, as when I actually wince, I always tend to suck my breath in through my teeth, thus making a hissing-like sound. That's the type of sound I was trying to convey.

Thanks for the words of encouragement! More is definitely on the way.

Well, I didn't mean that Evan going to go "blah blah Xander's gay!" to everyone he meets - just more of a mental note for himself to really help and protect Xander when and where he can. I might have to look at it again and change it around if indeed that's the vibe that comes off from that section of the chapter. I can see what you mean about the 'strolling' part. I self-edit and I'm probably bound to miss things like that xD. So, I'll probably go and change that sometime soon. As for the 'switch' in Jared's personality, it probably would've helped if I added a line or two, making it obvious that he was just really kidding and trying to lighten the mood some, as he trusts Xander to not do something stupid yet wants to keep his friend at ease. I'll probably go back and change those few things around

Thanks for the tip on the CPS/DCF thing - I'm not from nor have been to Vermont and I didn't think to look that little bit up. I'll go ahead and correct that. Thanks again!

Thursday morning came quicker than I’d have liked. I shut my alarm off wearily and staggered to my shower. Once the water washed over me, it took the sleep along with it, waking me up in pampered fashion. Have I mentioned I really love my shower? About ten minutes later, I jumped out and dried off before throwing my clothes on. I opted to go with clothes that seemed a bit more form fitting than what I wore yesterday. I had on my Death Knight tee I bought off the Internet a couple of months be

The rest of August was uneventful after the incident in the mall. Even though it was the closest mall to us, I refused to ever go back to it until I knew Bates and all of his people didn’t exist anymore. But during the rest of the month, Dad took us to the high school we’d be enrolled in for the upcoming term as we both needed to sign up for classes. I almost gagged upon hearing its name. But I guess I can’t fault the makers of the school too much for deciding on Liberty High since we are in one