Krista
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I woke up well into the afternoon to the sound of Laura urging me to get up. She had given me a lot of time alone and I knew I was going to have to face her before long. She isn’t like me, I let people talk when they’re ready, but she pushes you until you spill your heart. “I’ve let you sleep long enough Andrew.” Laura announced from my doorway again when I grumbled and turned away. I didn’t want to get out of bed, not today. “Leave me alone.” I whispered burying my head under my pil
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Jase had woken up before me and I could hear the shower running in my bathroom. I stood rubbing my hair down trying to control the spikes before I put on shorts and walked down to see if anyone else had woken up by now. “Hey honey how was your night?” Mom asked smiling at me before turning back to the stove she was cooking a fairly large breakfast by the looks of it. “It was fine.” I answered walking around the bar to sit on a stool watching my mother cook. “I’ve never heard you talk
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Jase was waiting outside by the bus stop when we arrived at his house. He had a blue colored bag and it looked as if he had recently showered and he changed clothes from what he was wearing at school. I slid over and opened the back door for him to get in. “So Jase, spending the night, huh.” Laura said as she started in the direction of the house. “Yeah I am,” Jase, replied he looked nervous and he turned to watch the houses pass on the way to mine. Jase had brought up the overnight visi
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“So little brother gets beaten up on the second day of school.” Laura announced as we entered the empty house. “Yeah, what is with some people? Do they have sticks jammed up their asses?” I asked looking at her. “Some people do actually.” Laura responded nodding. “What do you want to eat shit-head?” She draped her arm around my shoulder and led me into the kitchen. “Uh, spaghetti.” I responded sitting down on a stool. “Well, no time to sit around because that’s wha
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That morning I woke up before my alarm went off. I leapt out of bed and went straight into the shower. I didn’t toss and turn or dream that night like I normally did during school nights. I didn’t really know why I was rushing around getting ready because I was early not late. I didn’t have to be awake for another hour, but I wanted to be ready to run out the door with out hesitation. “You’re up bright and early.” Mom said smiling as she held on to her cappuccino curled up on a chair with
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“Honey you’re going to be late for your first day again!” Mom yelled from the bottom of the stairs. “I don’t know why you have to spend more time getting ready on the first day of school and not for the rest of them.” She continued getting frustrated. “Mom come on, the first day always suck.” I said as I slammed down my hair gel losing the battle with that stray hair that just wouldn’t stick right. “Well you’re going to miss the bus and then you’re going to cause me to be late and
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This is my 'very' first M/M fiction writing project. My first true and real writing project of length for fun. So I believe I break every rule in the books and my writing is very raw and unclean. The story could use a rewrite to be honest, but I post this here, because it is the first. I'm not going to shy away from it. I just hope from this story to my latest works, I have grown in your eyes - the reader. Written around 2002 - 2003, first posted in 2003.
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I couldn’t wait for this year to begin. It will only be a few more days four to be exact that my best friend Aras would be going for his license. He had been driving in the back roads around his house with his dad and this year I just knew that we would be in a car soon enough. We would no longer be dependent on parents to take us places. We could take the girls places as well as the parties. No more chaperoned parties. This was a time in our lives where we would finally have the ability t
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Written for the Fairy Tales special anthology edition, but I missed the deadline, decided to post it anyway. As the title hints, it is a very modern and high school version based loosely off the fairy tale, Sleeping Beauty. One of my favorite fairy tales.
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SIS 6 I didn’t know if Mom had finished the to-do list Dad had made for me this morning. I hated that we were suddenly working against him, if he found out about that it wouldn’t be Mom who was punished. It would be me. I would be the one scraping dried gum off the pavement with a toothbrush or some sort of difficult meaningless chore. He needed for me to learn every lesson he thought I had to learn. I wasn’t well adjusted to Mom’s new tactic of under minding him. I felt the urge to go ov
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SIS 4 I woke up not really wanting to do anything, but not long after I opened my eyes the door opened and Dad walked into the room. He looked at me and I had wanted to pretend to still be asleep, but he had already seen me. He offered me a seemingly cold smile when I rose up in my bed. I was used to him barging in on me when he wanted to say something, he only knocked when Mom told him to respect my privacy, but I knew she was already at work by this time of day. It gave him leverage in de
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SIS 2 As I slid into the driver’s seat of my blue Pontiac G6, which I received after our team went to the state finals. Dad was proud of me when I passed for over four hundred yards in the game before with no interceptions. It had been the best game I had played, but we lost the next game and the car was the only good thing that came out of the hard loss that year. The park wasn’t that far away from the house as this part of town was more spaced out it allowed for a large playground park to
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SIS 3 I had shifted my gaze through out the small opening in the forest next to the river making a point not to look at Jen. I didn’t want her to know that I saw her. A few moments ago I thought Jen wanted me back, but there with Cj I knew I had been forgotten. It bothered me, that she would do that for something like him. Someone who didn’t care about other people and like everyone else in this small town heard the rumor. The dark side of Cj, which had me worried about Jen. “Why is she
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SIS 1 The summer before my senior year of High School has just began. I had high hopes for this summer; the last summer before a final freedom of the four walls I’ve called my room for the last seventeen years. The summers before this one I spent helping Mom in the store. She had been a Kindergarten teacher before, but after my grandfather died over nine years ago she took over the family store. It had been in the family for over four generations and Mom couldn’t stand seeing it bought or close
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SIS 5 It was a dance school. Not just any dance school either, as the name on the sign above the entrance read. “Miss Nancy’s school of dance for Kids and Seniors.” I was embarrassed at even being in the parking lot, but Greg didn’t seem to mind. I also didn’t understand why we were here either. I thought that Greg could just be lost, being a stranger in these surrounding towns. “Ready to learn how to dance?” Greg asked unbuckling his seat belt. After it slid from his side he took th
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This story is about a young man trying to break through the expectations set by his father and small-town life.
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I woke up when I felt someone rubbing my head, when I looked up I expected to see Mom standing over the bed, as it was how she always woke me up when she wanted to talk, but all I saw was Brett smiling down at me. He had changed clothes and when I sat up he sat down on the bed next to me. “It’s time to tell the parents so get dressed,” Brett whispered glancing in my direction. “I told them that you had something to tell them over dinner.” “You didn’t wake me?” I asked feeling my hea
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I awoke with a headache and, for the first time since my summer vacation had started, an empty side of the bed. I hadn’t slept well – as I predicted last night – but I still hadn’t come to any conclusions as to why Brett had acted the way that he did. I also thought the dinner we had had would cause the tension to die, but when we got back to my room it hadn’t. I flipped the covers down to my lap as I sat up and stretched out, trying to shake the tired feeling I had whenever I didn’t get a go
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Finishing at the golf course left us with nothing to do before returning to the dock for lunch. Carl and Dad had finished their conversation about golf, but I was still thankful that they had found something to talk about at all. “Do you want to do something else?” I asked as we returned the golf clubs, thankful that I wouldn’t have to embarrass myself anymore. “No, we should go wait at the dock,” Dad answered as he walked away, motioning for Carl to follow him. Carl turned in our direc
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I was the first to awake the next morning. Brett’s arm was lying over my waist. Turning to look at him, I saw he was facing me, a slight smile playing across his lips as he slept. I didn’t want to wake him, so I turned and stared at the ceiling, not bothering to move his arm away. As Brett leaned against my chest I felt the tension leave me. I was no longer longing for physical contact and he seemed completely relaxed. I reckoned this was the first time he had been really relaxed when it came
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Waking up I heard the shower running in the bathroom. I looked over at the digital clock and saw that it was early. It was hours away from breakfast and I didn’t know why Brett would be moving around to get ready. I knew he hadn’t taken a nap last night like he said. They always changed the sheets when they cleaned, but the sheets were still the same light floral blue from the last time they had changed them. Nothing else had been done in the room either, but I didn’t want to talk to Brett
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I woke up with sharp pains rushing to my head, my mind spinning with cloudy thoughts, as the sun rays caused me to squint and look away. I didn’t know what time it was; but I just realized that I had drunk more than I had thought when I had gone to sleep last night. When my eyes focused I looked over and saw that the bed beside me was empty. Looking at the floor I noticed Brett had moved his clothes. And, when I looked for my own, I saw that they were neatly folded on the hotel room table.
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Getting dressed and looking myself over in the mirror I seemed out of place. I wasn’t the night scene type of person that Brett loved to be. Kat seemed like she needed to step away from the yacht and I agreed with her. It seemed that we’ve become too confined to one area and we all needed to stretch our legs a bit. “You’re not wearing that are you?” Brett asked and I turned to look at him. “What’s wrong with this?” I asked as I stood there and waited for his complete verdict. “There a
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Waking up to movement in the bed was something I was just getting used to with Brett sharing the bed with me a lot recently. It was nice having someone laying next to me, waking up in the middle of the night having them snuggling closer. I hoped to find someone like that soon I was getting tired of being alone. I couldn’t blame it on work anymore as I was used to my job. Now it was just my own apprehension with who I was holding me back. Brett had been pushing me to go out with him and I di
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“Wake your lazy asses up,” Kat said as I felt the covers being ripped off of me. This was the first time that Kat ever woke me up. She normally would leave me alone altogether so I welcomed the intrusion. Opening my eyes I saw her looking over the both of us clad in our underwear so I grimaced and placed the pillow over my crotch. “Good morning,” I said, “what are you doing though?” “Waking you two up,” she said dropping the cover to the floor. I turned to see Brett completely oblivious,
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