A short story- Say something

             First off, I' apologize for never posting. I have no excuse. Next, this is kinda sappy, so, if you don't like romance, don't read it. This is based off of one of my unfinished stories, about an orphan and a girl who'd lived with him and his gang for a while. This is also loosely based off of the song: "Say something" 

“I love you” She whispered, clutching at his shirt, hiding her face in his chest. All Layla could hear was his heart beating and the sharp intake of breath at her words. Her heart plummeted when a silence grew between them, and she swallowed.

“Say something.” She choked out, feeling her shoulders shake. “I love you Shiro. Let me stay! I want to be with you and the gang forever! Don’t make me go!” She felt her face grow hot and tears escaped her eyes, clenched tightly shut. “Say something! Please.” She wrapped her arms around his chest and buried her face in his shirt.

Hands reached lowly back and unhooked hers, pulling her away from him so they were a foot apart. Shiro leaned down to his friend’s eye level, cool red eyes looking horribly sad. Layla wiped her eyes and waited for him to speak.

“You have to go home Layla.” Every word he spoke pierced her heart. “Your parents need you, and you have to finish school. You have a home Layla, a family. We don’t have that. You need to take good care of yours.” She shook her head.

“My home is with you, Shiro!”

“Layla…”

“I love you! Does that mean nothing to you?” Layla rubbed the balls of her hands into her eyes, sobbing out her words. Shiro leaned in then and kissed her sweetly and chastely on the lips. Every ounce of love went into the kiss, leaving them both stunned. Layla hiccuped and looked up at him with sad brown eyes. 

“I love you too… But you need to go home. You just, finish college and… come back to me, okay?”  Shiro kissed her forehead once and drew her into a tight hug, and the girl felt warm and safe for a single moment. Then the taxi honked and they both flinched, drawing apart. Words were no longer necessary, so Layla put her bags in the trunk, sliding into the passenger seat and shutting the door behind her. Shiro couldn't watch, so he turned back towards home as the engine revved.

“Shiro!” Her voice cut back to him and the boy whipped around, hardly catching the necklace that had been thrown to him. “I’ll come back to you. Wait for me!” With that the impatient taxi flew around the corner and vanished from sight, leaving Shiro standing on the sidewalk clutching the heart shaped pendant.

Shiro walked a few steps in silence before falling onto the park bench nearby. He held the necklace tight in his hands and promptly burst into tears, sobbing and trying to stop, but the emotions had finally caught up. He was later found by Acorn, cried to sleep on the park bench, Layla’s heart in his hands.

There. sappy right? --Kelsie

Oops!

I've been slacking off lately with posting! Sorry!!! I will get back to work!

Slippery Scalding Soup Save

 

“Hey, Mari, will you pass me the soup?” Stephen asked, his hand stretched towards his best friend. He and Mari were out at a restaurant, talking over plans before they went on a long vacation.  Since they couldn’t decide on a certain type of food, they’d gone to a buffet and were getting their meals.

His mute friend nodded; ladling a large helping of potato soup into the bowl Stephen had waiting. The hot broth sent tiny tendrils of steam spiraling into the air. Mari got some macaroni and cheese, and a slice of ham, and they went back to their seats. They had almost made it to their booths, when a toddler came out of nowhere, running directly into Stephen and upsetting the bowl in his hands.

“AHHHH!!!!” The toddler screamed.

The little boy’s parents came running over, flustered and angry.  They tore their child from the safety of Mari’s arms, and marched on, muttering about kidnappings and shooting glares at the manager.

Mari stood frozen, bent low to the ground with tears in her eyes; her hands were shaking and still held out as if she was still protecting the child. Stephen was staring in horror at the girl’s back, covered in the burning hot soup. A waitress ran over, several towels in hand. Stephen snapped out of his daze and took them from her.

“Mari? Are you alright?” He asked, gently patting her back with the cloth. The girl shook her head no. “Alright. Let’s go home and clean up, okay?” the girl shook her head again and made an eating motion, pointing at her companion. “That’s okay, we can order a pizza. Don’t worry about that; let’s just get you cleaned up.”

Stephen helped his friend up, and reached for his wallet to pay for their untouched food, but the waitress said that she’d take care of it.  Stephen thanked her profusely, and hurried out the door.

A few minutes later, (you do not want to know how fast Stephen drove home) they arrived at the house where they were staying, Mari hurrying into the shower. Stephen paced as he waited for his friend, nearly forgetting about calling the pizza delivery service that they usually used. By the time he’d finished making the call, the water in the bathroom had turned off, and it wasn’t long before the bathroom door opened. Mari, wearing a tank top instead of her normal sweater, walked over to the table and grabbed her notebook and pencil.

Do you have any Aloe? She wrote, pointing to her back. Stephen yelped out a ‘yes’ and ran to a nearby junk drawer, pulling out a small bottle of the green gel. He took it over to his friend, who gave him a questioning look.

“Do you want me to put it on?” He asked. The girl nodded, bangs falling over her eyes. Slightly pink in the face, Stephen moved Mari’s hair away from her back, gasping audibly when he saw it. She had minor burns on her upper back and shoulders, stopping just before the back of her top. Stephen sighed, shaking his head. He squeezed some of the aloe into his hand, and rubbed it gently on the burn.

Mari flinched when the hand touched her red skin, but relaxed as the aloe cooled down the burning pain. Mari smiled softly at Stephen when he finished, but found herself unable to tear her gaze away.

The two stared at each other, blue eyes to brown, for what felt like an eternity. Finally, Stephen opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted when the doorbell rang.

“Ack! Uh, the pizza’s here!” he laughed, face red again.  He started walking to the door, but turned around and walked back over to Mari. He placed a hand lightly on her head.

“You did well today Mari, that was really brave of you.” With that, Stephen went to get the pizza, leaving Mari smiling after him.

Indeed

We really should post more often. hmm.  ~Kels

The story

Once upon a time, in a kingdom far away from here, two children lived. They were cousins, little Annabelle, six years old, and Katherine, almost eight. They were the best of friends, always getting into mischief and laughing. They were known as Katie and Annie to their families, and they lived very near each other in their tiny village.

One night, while Annie was over at Katie’s house, Katie’s mother baked a whole bunch of cupcakes for their grandparents, who lived in the house next door with the family’s dog, Parsley.  Even though it was dark out, Katie’s mom knew it was a very short walk over there, and that they’d be fine. Annie was scared, but she felt safe when she was with Katie, so they agreed to go.

So they set out, Annie carrying the basket and Katie leading the way. Chattering back and forth, they walked carefully around the willow pond. The branches, long and green, flowed in the wind around them. They could hear the crickets and frogs chirping and croaking around them, and even though it was dark, the world felt safe. Past the stone bench and the tree that dropped green apples in the fall, they came to the base of the hill on which their grandparents lived.

Suddenly a low growling caught Annie’s attention. She grabbed at her cousin’s sleeve, Whispering out: “Listen!”

“What is it?” Katie asked, unaware of the coming threat.  Annie opened her mouth to reply, but another growl, closer this time froze both girls where they were.  Slowly they turned around to face it. A Huge brown dog was facing them, hackles raised and snarling.  Katie moved in front of her best friend, both girls visibly shaking.

“G-get away!” She shouted at the beast, but it simply barked angrily back in reply. Annie was almost too frightened to move. She wanted someone to rescue her. Grandfather had told her to scream if she ever needed help, but she knew the dog would lunge and get them if she did. Then she remembered. Parsley, the family dog! She tried to whistle like Grandmother had taught her, but she couldn’t remember how. She tugged on Katie’s sleeve.

“K-Katie, whistle for P-parsley!” The older girl nodded and whistled, loudly. But nothing happened. The dog growled louder and took a step forward. Suddenly a blur of black launched into the dog, knocking it away while the girls shrieked. Katie grabbed Annie’s hand and pulled her toward the house

“Come on! We have to tell Grandfather!” The girls ran all the way up the hill and burst into the house, where Annie’s parents sat talking to their grandparents. The girls explained what had happened, near in tears and shivering. Grandfather went outside to investigate while they others tried to calm them down.

A few minutes of worrying later, The door reopened and Grandfather stepped inside. He shook his head and said there was no sign of anything. No dogs, no blood, no noises, nothing. Annie’s parents scolded the children for making up stories, and said they probably just scared themselves. The girls protested, but only received sharp looks that clearly said “stop.”

And so the adventure was forgotten by the others, as they sat and enjoyed the cupcakes Annie had managed not to spill as they’d run.  But the girls remembered, and they always will.

Merry Christmas!!

Merry Christmas guys!!! and thanks so much for reading our posts! You guys are awesome!!
 -Kelsie and Emma

The Misadventures of dear Allyson round one

The Misadventures of dear Allyson round one

 

Ally burst through the door of the house she and her friends were sharing, skipping every other step on her way up to the family room, where she knew her friends would be waiting. She burst in, causing Gavin to half throw his book across the room, and Finian to jerk awake with a start.

“Guys, guess what! I got my drivers permit!!” She squealed, jumping up and down. The boys stared at her for a minute, and then jumped to their feet. Gavin moved in for a hug, but Finian beat him over there.  He looked his female friend over a few moments, from her drenched hair to her hand clenched tightly around a very short handled umbrella.

“It’s raining, huh?” He thought out loud. What makes you think that you’d make a safe driver Ally? You stink at Mario Cart!” Ally pointed the umbrella at him angrily.

“Take. That. Back.” She snarled.  Gavin blanched, glancing nervously between his two friends.

“What, or you’re gonna beat me up with that puny umbrella? I’m only telling the truth! I refuse.”

“It’s retractable.” The girl glared, and pressed a little button by her fingers. The top part of the umbrella shot out, bopping Finian in the face hard enough to drop him to the ground.  

Gavin simply stood and stared at him for a few moments before turning anxiously to face his girlfriend. She retracted the umbrella and pointed it at him instead.

“And what do you have to say?”           

“I k-knew you could do it! I’m s-so proud!” He managed a shaky smile. The girl hugged him, turning again into the silly version of Ally.

“Yay! I’m gonna go eat lunch now! See ya!” With this she ran back downstairs, leaving her boyfriend in the dust. Gavin stood frozen a bit longer, than turned, sat back down on the couch, and resumed reading his book.