Cheer practice! Oh, and some other stuff that isn't quite as much fun.

Do you hear a tambourine?
 

 
Mostly the drugs helped me sleep but I lay there with my eyes open and never felt less like sleeping. I hurt, but not so bad; the drugs helped with that too. It wasn't pain that kept me awake.

Keeoing Terri's identity a secret has just be made harder by Jan getting drunk and blabbing.

Chapter 24

“Okay Marcy, now get back up and Minthe back to the vanity table. Jutht like it’th important to know how to apply makeup, it’th important to know how to remove it ath well. After all we don’t want you developing a bad thkin cauthe of all the makeup you’re uthing.” Stephanie ordered not even giving Marcy a few minutes to deal with what had just happened. She wanted Marcy Looking at least somewhat more presentable already by the time her stepmother would be coming back.

Carla Maria and Julian

By Julie D Cole

This is a story inspired by a wonderful YouTube Video recently posted. This is my take on the build up to that video and perhaps I will share the title at the end of the story unless there is a risk of me getting into trouble.

Signover
The Short Story
By Maryanne Peters

Jerry and I had known one another since childhood. We went through high school together and worked together after I finished college. I went into finance, but Jerry felt that he was ready to set up his own business. You have to admire him for that.

I let out a long, tired sigh and elegantly lower myself onto the front passenger seat of dad’s car, straightening my short grey skirt and thick black tights before fastening my seatbelt.

“Oh, cheer up,” dad urges with a teasing grin. “Could be worse, it could be Monday!”

“It IS Monday,” Bryony reminds us from her seat directly behind me.

“Oh yeah,” dad chuckles. “Well- just cheer up, then. Especially you, Ash- just a few more months then you’ll finally be free!”

A teenage boy who is a self-described geek catches the Burke's Virus and suddenly finds his life changing. This story takes places in the Burkes Virus universe

My muse forced me to do it...

Personal Protective Equipment

A drabble by Penny Lane

Yes, dear. I agree. What you suggested was necessary, given that I am classed as vulnerable, but...

Even after a good night’s sleep, Kim’s resolution about the validity of her plan for the day ahead had not changed one little bit. Claire’s visit had actually strengthened her resolve not to leave without at least firing a few salvoes of her own. As she lay in bed that fateful Wednesday morning, she wondered how much she’d get for her home after paying off the mortgage. It was clear now that she was done with the newspaper industry. Of that she was certain. Proper Journalism was dead and just waiting to be buried and the current newspaper business model was on its last legs anyway. Unless you were an online scandal and gossip sheet there was little future in the industry.