Serval and Sheep (Chapter 5)
When I was born, my parents didn't know what to name me. They ended up picking the name Brian because it sounded nice. But for the first five minutes of my life, I wasn't Brian. I was a nameless animal, naked and crying, overwhelmed by a world I didn't...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 4)
Hafsa ate dinner with Solomon and Brian that evening. When she returned to her dorm, she threw it all back up. Claiming it was a pesky stomach bug to Molly, she hoped and prayed it would all leave her system. If she vomited hard enough, maybe that day...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 3)
To his surprise, the student council office is empty when Desmond walks in. The serenity of the room borders on unsettling. Just like a herbie to think that. Unable to keep still in the silence, he begins to sniff around. After all, he didn't...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 2)
Hafsa had not slept all weekend. The memories of what happened Friday evening danced around her head like mischievous children. By all accounts, she shouldn't even be worried. I mean, she wasn't doing anything wrong. She was just eating a snack. It's...
Serval and Sheep (Chapter 1)
The ray of light that sneaks past the curtains sends a pillar of color to the student council president's polished desk. It had been thoroughly cleaned, and the items of the former president have all been removed. However, it is not completely...
Serval and Sheep Prologue: SIDE SHEEP
I can barely hear my breathing over the sound of the cheers. I wipe the sweat off my brows but it just soaks into the wool on my arms. I need to take a long shower today. Kenneth the ibex lay flat on his back, still a little dazed. He grunts as his...
Serval and Sheep Prologue: SIDE SERVAL
The end of another match. Me and the other girls finish our victory flourish, shaking our green pom-poms excitedly in the air, the ruffling of the streamers mimicking the elation of the crowd. As the fighters help each other up and shake hands,...
Serval and Sheep Prologue: Exhibition Match
Living beings are intrinsically bound to instinct. The bird is driven to sing, the snake is driven to hiss, the wolf is driven to howl. Such behaviors need no introductions nor explanation, they are simply ingrained in one's innermost being. It is a...
A happy new year
Theirs had been a passionate teen romance, strong in intensity as it had been love but in the end it crashed and burned just as fast with one bad experience to bring the whole thing crashing around their ears.
True Love?
And if so where should i carry it off from (which ending anyway xd) i hope you have enjoyed my sappy teen romance drama depressing thing x3
This is the Part...With a City Underwater
There had been no life-long friend i'd realize i have feelings for and who'd have them back, no high-school teenage romance, and now no having my first date ever with the one. i didn't feel so bad though, not anymore.