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Running your fingers through your hair you let out a light-hearted sigh. Every girl around you giggled and blushed a violent red; they all seemed too nervous or helplessly in love with you to speak. All of them were pretty and good company but you heart didn’t belong to anyone there and what frustrated you even more was the fact you weren’t entirely sure who it really did belong to. “I-I-is t-there s-s-something w-wrong (y-yourn-name)?” The nearest guest to you asked. You glanced at her with your beautiful (eyecolour) eyes causing her face to go even redder; you felt that if she got any redder she might explode. Slip

Your outfit: http://www.polyvore.com/daughter_aphrodite_hipster/set?id=117010721 ENJOY! *********************~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You were almost late for your radio station job as an intern, you rushed past the elevator, which was only going to slow you down. Quickly you fled to the stairs. Bad idea.'Damn! Now, how am I gonna get to the 12th floor?!' You thought angrily. 'I should have woken earlier.' About a minute later you threw down your messenger bag on the sofa in the large recording room. "Alright guys, (y/n) here with more love advice for you! So if you send in a call on how to solve your problems, don't be afraid!", you spoke with a bub

                You tracked his scent. It didn't lead to The Hive like you thought it would. Instead it led to an abandoned warehouse in the Jump City port. The cold air made your breath come out in small almost unnoticable puffs of clouds. Your hands hung motionless at your sides, and your heart beat slowed, almost stopping all together. What you're about to do, you know its necessary, but you're questioning if you actually can.                "How long are you just gonna stand out there?" You heard Phoenix's voice call from inside the warehouse.                You opened the door in front of you with a loud creek. The inside of the ware

“Heh.” A grin spread across your lips as you looked into the mirror. Staring at the silky, red material that rested on your shoulders and joined at your waist, falling to your ankles. Your bare chest showed and you pulled up your jeans before rotating around, gazing at yourself in the mirror. “This is more comfortable than I imagined. No wonder he wears these all the time.” You looked into the closet and amusement danced in your eyes. There were at least a dozen of the same kimono and a few pairs of the same pants filling the small space. “I think this may be turning into borderline obsession.” You muttered

 There was a single rose was sitting in (Name)'s locker when she opened it on February 14. A look of surprise appeared on her face, but was replaced with a smile. Peter stood next to her rummaging through his locker. He kept his face hidden from (Name), so she wouldn't see his smile and guess that he was the one who had put the rose in her locker. “Look what someone put in my locker,” she said showing him the beautiful flower. “That's great, (Name),” he said. Peter looked at his best friend and smiled. He had developed a crush on (Name) in the tenth grade; one year after he had met her in ninth grade when they got

You hefted your bag higher on your shoulder, leaving school for the weekend. You had a terrible day, it seemed like Stacy Evans was born to make your life miserable. You had stacks of homework that had to be done before Monday, plus, the Stark Industries ball was tonight. You were pulled from your thoughts by the song Back In Black playing loudly throughout the parking lot. “OH MY GOD! TONY STARK IS AT OUR SCHOOL!” He wouldn't. Oh, but he would. You groaned and walked up to the crowd. Just as you had feared, your father was giving his trademark flirty smile to the teenage girls gushing over him. “That's disgusting.

White flecks of magical crystals fell from the sky and the air was consumed in a chill. It was the day before winter vacation, and you stared outside the classroom window, admiring the way the snowflakes plastered themselves onto the window. You were about to reach out and attempt to touch thm through the glass, when— “(L/n)-san, I asked you a question.”  Oh god. Sensei caught me. “Ha… Well you see, Sensei, I didn’t hear it.” “And why is that?” Long story short, you were kicked out of the classroom for not paying attention.  A minute after being outside, someone from the neighboring cl

“Makotooooo!” You called. “(f/nnnnnn)!” Your boyfriend replied, chuckling. You leaned up against him, hooking your arm around his. “Hey, I have to go to see Rin today at Samezuka to talk about some training stuff. Wanna come along?” You nodded, and snuggled close once more. Arriving at Samezuka, the two of you navigated your way to the pool to find the shark-like boy. Upon seeing him, Rin gestured him over and your boyfriend was consumed in a conversation with him. You stood by the door, waiting for him to finish, when “Hey! A cute girl!” said a voice. “What?” you replied. ̶

You lazily woke up from your slumber, looking around your surroundings to find that this was not your bedroom. You weren't all that shocked however, you had been doing this for a long time already. You had been living by yourself since your parents have been away for business. You had been staying over at Makoto's house for many nights now, so this was a regular thing. You didn't want to get up for school however so you cuddled into Makoto's bare chest for warmth. 5 minutes later though... His alarm clock rang. Stupid clock... You thought as Makoto moved to turn off the noisy clock. You groaned. "Time to get up (Name)-chan." Makoto said as