Senior Year Part IChapter 22: Date With Destiny free porn video

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Saturday October 29
My eyes blinked open, and I moaned. And not the good type of moan like I made last night, but the moan an old man must utter when every part of him aches. My Vitamin T had worn off, and I hadn’t taken a pain pill before going to bed last night. I decided to get up and cringed when my whole right side decided it might cramp up.

Duke lay at the side of the bed, where he’d slept last night. He gave me a look that said it was too early.

“Hey, Buddy. Go get me a pain pill, and I’ll buy you a bag of tennis balls.”

Duke only sighed as he flopped his head back onto the floor. Perhaps Brook and I shouldn’t have been quite so energetic last night. A tiny smile crept onto my face as I remembered her cries of passion. I’d been on my game last night, and Brook hadn’t been too bad herself.

This morning was an unhappy reminder of what Zander had done to me. Would I ever frickin’ get better?

I managed to get upright and tottered towards the bathroom, using the wall to steady myself. Duke decided he’d better move in case I fell on him. I found my pills on the bathroom vanity and struggled to get the top off. Whoever invented childproof caps should be shot. The sad part was that if I gave the pill bottle to Coby, he would probably have it chewed open by now. I finally got the bottle opened and swallowed a pill.

After my pill, I staggered into my shower and turned the water on as hot as I could stand. The hot water worked its magic on my aching side.

What surprised me how much I really wanted another shot of Vitamin T. It wasn’t solely for the pain relief; I liked how Toradol made me feel invincible, like a better version of myself. Now that I’d experienced what it could do for me, I had no worries about the rest of the games this year.

Doc Grog had assured me that Toradol wasn’t addictive. It came from the same family of drugs as over-the-counter Advil but was more powerful. I’d asked Doc about its addictiveness because I tended to overdo things. Part of why I ran was because I got a ‘runner’s high.’ That refers to the rush of endorphins that running can trigger in the brain, giving the person a sense of euphoria. While I expected the benefits of running far outweighed my addiction to it, I suspected that might not be true of Vitamin T. I realized that if I’d had access to it this morning, I wouldn’t have hesitated to use it.

I told my security I wouldn’t leave the house until tonight’s date with Destiny. That allowed me to slip out in my Demon. I planned to pick up Dare and test out my new drone with him. When I arrived at Dare’s, his mom answered the door and gave me an unreadable look.

“You’d better come in. He’s in his room,” she said and pointed to where I needed to go.

The door hung partially open, so I poked my head in.

“Hey...” I said and then froze.

On the floor, in a million pieces, was my drone. Dare’s head snapped up, and his ears flushed.

“I ... uhm ... I...”

“Weren’t we going to fly this today?” I asked to remind him of why I’d come.

“I sort of couldn’t get what Mr. Jacobs said about improving it out of my head, so I had to take it apart.”

“I sure hope you know how to put it all back together.”

“Uhrm ... I think I can,” he said, and then my new Jedi mind trick seemed to work. “I know I can. If I have to, I’ll get the design layout from the manufacturer.”

Somehow, that didn’t reassure me. I seriously doubted that they would hand over their design documentation just because Dare took it all apart. I also suspected that he might’ve voided the warranty I’d paid extra for.

“What exactly did you think you would accomplish?” I asked.

“I wanted to add small cameras at each corner so I could make it safe for even you to fly.”

The ‘even you’ comment caused the hairs on the back of my neck go up.

“You mean, you wanted to idiot-proof it?” I asked.

“I didn’t say that.”

I rolled my eyes. That was precisely what he’d said.

“I need to buy some stuff,” Dare blurted as he grabbed a piece of paper and shoved it at me.

I took it and read the list.

“What’s a stick PC?” I asked.

“It looks like a thumb drive that you plug into the HDMI connection on the side of a TV or monitor. It’s like a portable PC.”

I’d been thinking about buying a Roku, or something similar, to stream television shows and movies to my TV. I’d seen our latest cable bill, and it was ridiculous when you considered I only watched TV occasionally. One problem with the different non-cable options was they were subscription services and forced you to go through them for most of your programming. That meant that if you wanted to watch a show that wasn’t part of your service, you were out of luck. Another problem was they had figured out they had a captive audience and had started raising their prices to almost equal our cable bill.

I imagined the stick PC might solve most of my issues because I could watch most everything on my PC right now without a problem. The one drawback how to watch live sports. I would have to go home and research this.

“What do you need it for?” I asked.

“I have to have more computing power,” Dare said as if that would make perfect sense to me.

“What about this solar panel?”

“Mr. Jacobs suggested that if I installed one, the drone would fly longer on a single charge.”

Mr. Jacobs had just become a pain in my butt.

Using Dare’s laptop, I bought all the gadgets he wanted to trick out my drone. To be honest, I feared I would run it into something, so idiot-proofing it was fine with me. But I didn’t need him knowing that. After I’d spent more money, Dare focused on the drone and ignored me. The kid had a one-track mind.

I came out of his bedroom and found Dr. Rossetti grading papers.

“When Darius was ten, I came home and found our TV in pieces. I wanted to be mad, but he explained he wanted to understand how it worked,” she said.

“Did he get it back together?” I asked hopefully.

She laughed.

“Nope, I had to buy a new one. I finally tossed all the parts from his failed experiment when we moved here.”

I might have to take something for the migraine I had coming on. Drones weren’t cheap, and I wasn’t about to buy Dare another one.

“Don’t worry, Darius has gotten better at putting things back together. If I were you, I would make him show you whether he ends up with any spare parts when he’s done. I almost burned the house down when I used the microwave one day,” she shared.

“I can see the wisdom in that. I wouldn’t be happy if the drone burst into flames.”

“Like I said. Make Dare show you, because he just assumes it’s okay if he has extras when he’s done.”

Since I now had time on my hands, I sent a text to my girlfriend. She suggested that I take her to lunch. That seemed like a great idea because it gave me a couple of hours to stress-test my car. I would recommend to any teenager who has a lot of cash to buy a muscle car to play with. My Dodge Challenger SRT Demon was a beast. I’d read an article that said that it was faster than the Bugatti Veyron in the quarter mile—the same Bugatti Veyron that sold for $1.6 million.

Mr. Sullivan had told me they only planned to make 3,000 Demons this year. He recommended that once I put about thirty thousand miles on it, I put it in storage and treat it as an investment. I would have to start looking for a new car about the time I came back from New Zealand next fall.

After I’d had my fun, I picked up Brook. She wanted to go to the Chinese place that overlooked the park. She clearly had something on her mind, and after we ordered she finally blurted it out.

“I think you should cancel your date with Destiny tonight.”

I tilted my head to see if Brook was serious or just jerking my chain. Lately, it seemed to be ‘punk David’ season, and I wanted to make sure she wasn’t just giving me a hard time.

“You know how I am about giving my word,” I reminded her.

I wanted to throw back in her face that it had been she who’d arranged this whole fiasco. But I was working on not making anyone wrong, especially my girlfriend. She’d already threatened to dump me once this week; I didn’t want to try for a second go-around.

“I’m of two minds on this. I talked to Tracy, and she said the best revenge would be to have you have sex with Destiny to show her what she’s missing.”

My friend Tracy needed to keep her big mouth shut. No way would I sleep with Destiny. That had disaster written all over it.

“I hope your second idea is better.”

“That was my second idea. My first one was that you stand her up.”

I almost laughed, but I used every ounce of acting talent to keep a straight face.

“How about I take her on a date, fulfill my obligation, and call it a night,” I suggested.

“I don’t trust her,” Brook said, ignoring my reasonable suggestion. “Destiny keeps telling me how she plans to steal you from me.”

“We both know after last night that nothing like that is ever happening,” I said.

“I did have fun,” Brook admitted as she blushed.

“If you’re going to have me show Destiny what she can’t have, I have a list.”

“What do you mean?” Brook asked.

“A list of girls who need to be reminded how good you have it.”

In my defense, Mr. Happy came up with that idea. I hate to admit it, but if push came to shove, every guy could produce a list of ten or twenty women he would like to spend time with. I’m lucky that Brook just ignored me.

“What are you doing on your date?” Brook asked.

“No idea. I told Destiny I would pick her up at five, and she had to plan what we did.”

Destiny had sent me a text to move the start time from six-thirty to five.

“Seriously? When did you last let me plan a date?”

“Hang on. You planned some awesome dates. I think my all-time favorite was when we did motocross.”

I still found it hard to believe that Mom hadn’t grounded me for life when she found out about that one.

“If you stand up Destiny, I’ll make sure you get to do it again.”

“You better tell my mom up front. If I sneak off and do anything like that again, we’ll end up babysitting every Friday and Saturday night until we graduate,” I warned her.

She knew I was right, so she let it go. When our food came, Brook kept silent as she plotted her next move in this little war. It impressed me that Destiny had worked her into this corner. If Destiny could see how stressed my girlfriend was, she would have declared victory.

“Okay, new plan,” Brook said, startling me. “You will flirt with Destiny and lead her on all night, and when she thinks she’s about to lure you to her bed, you shut her down. And I want you to video it so I can see the tears in her eyes.”

I blinked a few times.

“When did you get so mean?” I blurted.

So much for not making her wrong.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Time for damage control.

“This isn’t you. I’ve never seen you get this mad at someone before. Destiny is no threat to you. She’ll never take over as cheer captain, and I will never go out with her. She already knows that I’ll never sleep with her. Why make it worse?” I asked.

“You don’t understand. No, I take that back, you do understand. Tell me what you would want to have happen if Mike asked me out on a date.”

“I would hope you would never go out with him.”

“What if you made the mistake of offering me up as a prize for something?”

I bit my tongue to keep from saying that it would never happen.

“I would hope to be the bigger man...” I began.

“You are so full of it, sometimes.”

“I would want to kick his butt,” I admitted, and that seemed to calm her down some. “I would also trust you would never let anything happen. I’m starting to wonder if you think I can’t control myself.”

That earned me the death stare. Then Brook rocked back into her seat and slumped.

“Something I love about you is that I know you would never lose control with someone like Destiny. Now if it were that Victoria’s Secret model or Kate Upton, I might worry.”

“I’ve been thinking. Remember what you did with Cindy and Halle and forgot to invite me?”

“Would you really want to do something like that?”

Did bears shit in the woods? Was the Pope Catholic? Of course I did. This called for a little finesse.

“Only if you wanted to,” I said solemnly.

“You know, you’re not as good an actor as you think you are,” Brook teased.

I did a little bunny hop in my seat to tease her back. Adding the Duke quiver, when he thought he was about to pounce on Precious, may have been a little over the top.

“I take it back, you can act,” she said and stared at me. “If you’re good on your date with Destiny, I’ll think about it.”

And that is how karma works. She breaks up with you and then promises you a foursome. I loved Brook Davis.

I called my brother and invited him to bring his kids and meet me with mine so we could buy them all Halloween costumes. He thought I was insane until I told him my plan. He’d assumed we were going to be in charge of six little ones by ourselves. Paul would be with me, but he’d proven himself next to worthless when it came to watching them. I’d invited all the grandmas to come help. I’d told Pam, Peggy, Scarlet, and Angie that they had the afternoon off. I wanted the grandmas to have a chance to spend time with the kids doing something fun.

The only awkward moment occurred when Mitch’s mom showed up to help with Little David. Peggy’s mom wasn’t happy about that. But my mom reminded her that even though Mitch was out of Little David’s life, it didn’t mean that his grandma shouldn’t get to know him.

With all the extra help, it gave me a chance to take a ton of pictures. I wanted to remember this day because you could see how happy it made all the grandmas. The kids seemed to pick up on the vibe because we didn’t have a single meltdown, which I considered a miracle.

We planned that Monday night Greg and I would take the rug-rats trick-or-treating with the moms. That meant I would need a costume. I didn’t want anything skimpy because the forecast said the temperature would only be in the low fifties on Halloween. The shop owner suggested that I go as Jon Snow from the HBO show Game of Thrones. She’d had someone order the costume and then disappear. The suit came complete with the leather armor, fur cape, and replica sword. I tried it on, and it fit okay. Whoever had ordered it must have been bigger around the waist and shorter in the legs and arms. She assured me they would fix it by tomorrow. I only lacked the long hair and beard. I decided to just slick my hair back and go as-is instead of trying to duplicate Jon Snow’s look.

Greg wanted to go as a vampire. Mac ran behind me when she saw her dad’s teeth.

“Unca David. Daddy said he eat me.”

I picked her up.

“Can I tell you a secret?”

She nodded.

“We came to a decision, and we decided that we would eat all the little girls since we only want little boys,” I said. Then I put my lips over my teeth and play-bit Mac all over.

She squawked and then giggled as her uncle acted silly. Then she showed me the costume my grandma had helped her pick out. Mac would be going as a fairy princess. I wondered how long the wings would last around all these rowdy boys.

As we got ready to leave, my Grandma Dawson stopped me.

“This was a good idea. It gave us a chance to fuss over them and be a part of it. You’re a good kid, sometimes.”

“Sometimes he’s okay,” Greg offered.

That made me smile. As much as I hate to admit it, my brother’s approval means a lot to me.

Brook’s next ploy was to try to get Cassidy to drive me tonight. Fortunately, Cassidy was the one that put her foot down because she had a date planned for tonight. I didn’t need Brook’s best friend sending her text messages all night to keep her informed as to what Destiny and I were doing.

I ended up calling Tracy to have her include Brook in whatever she and Pam had planned so as to help keep my girlfriend occupied tonight. I worried a little that Brook might actually crash my date if she knew where we were. Tracy assured me that they would find something to do to distract her.

The way she said it made me wonder if they intended to have a threesome without me. Well, that was Mr. Happy again. He had been disappointed with the rest of my body since the accident, and almost everything sounded sexy to him.

Chuck drew the short straw tonight. I talked my mom into letting me use her Cadillac. Even though I wasn’t supposed to have fun tonight, I did appreciate that Destiny worked so hard to help Duke get signatures for his campaign. I planned to have a good time, just not too good.

We pulled up at five on the dot, and I walked to the door. Brook had suggested I just honk, but I think she was trying to sabotage our date. Destiny might have been worried I might not show because she met me at the door. I was glad that she’d sent me a text to wear jeans tonight. Seeing how tight hers were, I had to wonder if Destiny had borrowed a pair from Tracy.

Destiny was an attractive girl, as you would expect of a high school cheerleader. If I’d met her last year, I might have dated her. Who am I kidding? I would have dated her.

“Grab the cooler,” she told me as she strode over to the car and talked to Chuck.

I dragged the cooler to the trunk; fortunately, it was one of those with wheels. I rolled my eyes when Chuck only pushed the key fob to pop the lid. I should have just set the cooler down and let him get it but decided to play nice, even though my right side complained when I picked it up.

“Thanks for your help,” Destiny told Chuck, and then she allowed him to get the door and let her into the back seat.

On our ride to our mystery destination, we did the typical first-date routine and told each other about ourselves. It was good to hear that Destiny’s brother Don was happy they’d moved here for football. He’d started to get recruiting letters from schools like Northern Illinois and Western Kentucky, both excellent football destinations if you weren’t headed to a Power 5 school.

We pulled into the marina at a local lake.

“I rented a pontoon boat. There’s an island where we can have a fire and cook dinner,” Destiny told me.

What a perfect first date.

Chuck drove the boat as Destiny and I sat in the bow and enjoyed the ride. I hadn’t realized how much tension I felt about tonight. I began to relax and enjoy our evening. The island must not have been a big secret because there were other couples there. They’d built a bonfire, and we joined them. Most were in their twenties, with a few older couples mixed in.

Destiny had brought hot dogs, and I found some small branches for us to stick them on so we could heat them up over the fire. After we ate, I suggested we take a walk to enjoy the sunset.

“This is fun. I’m glad you thought of this.”

“I’m not the monster that Brook thinks I am,” Destiny said.

“I suppose not. It’s too bad you two don’t get along.”

“We just got off on the wrong foot. Sometimes I wish we had a way we could reset everything. We’ve both said and done stuff that I wish we hadn’t,” Destiny admitted.

“So, you don’t actually have plans to seduce me tonight?”

“Only if you want me to,” she shot back. “No? I didn’t think so. I would like it if we were friends, though. I understand if we can’t because of how Brook feels.”

“That’s probably true. Why don’t we agree to enjoy tonight, though?” I offered.

“I talked to Tracy, and she suggested that you might put the word out that I’m not completely terrible. I really would like to enjoy my senior year. I think Brook and I can keep from coming to blows from here on out.”

“That would be key to something like that working. If you mean it, I can say something.”

“Thank you.”

We got quiet and watched as the sun began to set. Destiny told me we had to get going so we could enjoy our second part of the date.

“My cousin Jocelyn is in a sorority at State. She told me that the two of you actually met last spring before one of your baseball games and she invited you to a party. When she heard we were going on a date tonight, she insisted that I invite you. I hope that’s okay.”

“It’s better than the time I had to dress up as a cowboy and go to a young girl’s birthday party,” I said.

“I think this group will be more age-appropriate. I bet they would rather see you dress up as an underwear model,” Destiny suggested.

“You really are trying to cause problems for me, aren’t you?”

“I never said I wasn’t interested,” she fired back.

“No, no, you didn’t, but I want to be clear that nothing like that is happening tonight.”

“Fair enough. I had to take my chance, though, or I would’ve regretted it.”

On the ride to State, we settled into discussions about what we planned for Christmas break. Destiny and her brother were going to go visit their grandparents in Florida. I told her about my trip to LA.

Our state university has a long history of fraternities and sororities. Over the years, their alumni had funneled money to build large houses that seemed to be all bunched together on what they called Greek Row. It was easy to spot the one hosting tonight’s party by the stream of people heading toward it. Destiny directed us to park at a different house, a block away.

When we had parked, Destiny sent her cousin a text. Jocelyn responded by coming out of the back door with five other girls. Destiny walked up and gave a hug to a girl who I remembered as the ringleader of the girls wanting us to go to a party last year.

“You do know that I saw him first,” Jocelyn said to torment her cousin.

“From what I’ve heard, he turned you down. At least I got him to go out with me,” Destiny countered.

“The night is still young.”

“He has a girlfriend, so good luck with that.”

Chuck and I stood back and took in them going back and forth. I figured it was harmless fun if they were talking about me with me within hearing distance. I smiled when the other girls checked out Chuck. I might have to protect him before the night was over.

The two cousins put me in between them, and we began our trek to the party. It amused me when they each grabbed a hand. Jocelyn looked down and then up at me.

“How big are your hands?” she asked.

“Ten inches,” I said.

At one of the football camps, they did measure our hands. I couldn’t figure out why they needed that information, so I’d asked. It seems that quarterbacks with bigger hands can grip the ball better.

“Is it true what they say about big hands and feet?” one girl asked.

It took me a moment, but it finally came to me what she’d asked. My face got warm.

“I don’t really know,” I admitted.

“They say that if you take your middle finger and touch your palm,” Jocelyn said, demonstrating by bending hers until it touched her hand. “ ... and then measure from that point to the tip of your middle finger, that’s how long a guy is.”

I bent my finger to find the start of the measurement and then extended it. The girls’ eyes got big. I gave them a confused look.

“I’ve never measured myself. Do you do it from the top or underneath?” I asked.

“We’ve debated that,” one of the other girls said. “The consensus is that you do it from the top.”

“Oh,” I said and continued to walk to the party.

“So, is it?” Jocelyn asked.

“I’ll leave it to your imagination,” I said over my shoulder.

I was sure that before the night ended, Destiny would tell her.

At that point, the conversation turned to which was the cattiest sorority. Happily, I was no longer under the microscope. Not that they would need one, mind you.

The party turned out to be just about what you would expect. The fraternity seemed loaded with a bunch of self-important pricks who thought they had to prove their value in some way. I didn’t blame the girls for getting drunk. That was the only way these guys would seem attractive.

As the night wore on and the partygoers got more drunk, I quickly realized that being sober might not be a good idea. Jocelyn and her friends were fun to dance with at first, but the last few dances I’d had to fend them off. A couple of them appeared determined to find out if my hand size did, in fact, correlate to the size of Mr. Happy. But with my sobriety, there was no chance of him taking over the body. The big brain remembered that we had a girlfriend.

I found Destiny talking to a couple of fraternity boys.

“I want to get going,” I said.

“Don’t worry about her. We’ll take care of her,” the one nearest me said.

Even Destiny caught the hidden meaning in that statement.

“You can’t be serious,” Destiny said as she turned on the guy.

He realized his misstep and beat a hasty retreat. His buddy left with him.

“I’m going to spend the night with Jocelyn.”

“You sure? I have a strong suspicion these guys are going to get more brazen as the night goes on,” I warned her.

“Don’t worry, Jocelyn will keep an eye on me. Go home. I had a good time tonight,” she told me.

I simply shrugged and gave her a kiss on the cheek.

“I had a good time, too,” I said and left.

Sunday October 30
About halfway to Chicago, I regretted inviting my little brother to the Cubs game.

“You’re all over the Internet this morning. I bet Coach Hope benches you,” Phil announced.

“What are you talking about? I didn’t do anything to cause a stir last night.”

Brook was next to me. She got her phone out and did a search on me. Well, it sucks to be me! Sometimes I forgot that as a celebrity, I should expect to be either photographed or filmed every time I appeared in public. When I hung out with my friends, it wasn’t an issue.

“I looked good in that one,” I said as I pointed at Brook’s phone.

Brook gave me a sideways look, which caused me to keep the rest of my comments to myself. The party pictures showed plenty of drinking, including photos of Destiny doing shots and drinking beer. Those brought a smile to Brook’s face because the cheerleaders had the same rules we did. If her coach saw these, Destiny wouldn’t be on the sidelines when we had our trip to St. Louis.

It irritated me a bit when Brook sent them to her coach.

“That wasn’t nice,” I said, and then shook my head. “What if she tells Coach Hope I was drinking, too?”

“You can talk your way out of it.”

Good to see she was looking out for my best interests.

“Oh, you’re in trouble. Here’s one of David kissing Destiny,” Phil said, turning the phone so Brook could see.

“If she breaks up with me because of your smart comments, I’m going after your girlfriend and dating her,” I warned the little knucklehead.

“I say you do it anyway,” Greg said, adding his two cents worth.

Phil looked at both of us and decided to shut up. I expected he was smart enough to recognize that Jill had a thing for me, or at least enough of a curiosity that she might stray. As much as I hated to tell him, I had little confidence that Jill hadn’t already slept around on him. I’d started believing that when Zoe called her a cheater. Zoe wouldn’t say that unless there was something more than just flirting with me. She wasn’t one to start rumors or repeat stuff she wasn’t sure of.

I looked at Brook.

“Are you breaking up with me?” I asked as I did a little hop in my seat.

This time I left out the ‘Duke quiver,’ as I called it. The judges gave my ‘excited boy’ routine a nine out of ten.

“Did you kiss her?” Brook asked.

“I gave her one on the cheek to say goodbye. She hadn’t crossed any lines, so it was a reward for a pleasant evening,” I explained.

“Phil’s safe today,” Brook pronounced.

The little shit stuck his tongue out at me. I gave him the look my mom gave me when she’d ‘about had enough.’ Even Greg flinched at that one. It had been ingrained into us to realize that when we got that look, we better stop whatever we were doing and become little angels.

“I do have some questions about these.” Brook pointed at a series of pictures later in the night.

“They’d had too much to drink and began to let their hands wander. That’s when I decided I needed to go home,” I explained.

“David was good the whole night,” Chuck said from the front seat.

Chuck just made up for the few times he wasn’t the perfect security. He’d made me face danger on more than one occasion. I still got nervous whenever I saw Brook’s mom with a wooden spoon. Maybe that was Paul.

“What are all these comments about your hands?” Phil asked.

This time I was happy to answer.

“They’re making the correlation between having big hands and being big down there,” I said, pointing to my crotch.

“I call BS. My hands may be smaller than yours, but I’m just as big,” Greg boasted.

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It was the Sunday after the Friday when Team USA beat the Soviets in the so-called Miracle on Ice in Lake Placid, New York. Who could forget Al Michaels’ now iconic call, ‘Do you believe in Miracles? Yes!’ The upstart USA hockey team’s upset at the 1980 Winter Olympics is the first thing Paulette Mirkin and Warren Kogan talked about when they met on that blustery February night at a singles mingle thing held in the community room of an apartment complex. Neither of them wanted to go. Not...

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Knowing My Destiny

Knowing My Destiny By Mistress X This is the story of one Halloween when a long held tradition changed my life. I was laying on the couch on Halloween afternoon when I heard shuffling at the door. "I got the costumes!" yelled Mike as he finally wrestled his way inside. "Well it's about time," Steve complained as he came down the stairs. "Hey Pete, get in here so we can see what he got." I rolled off the couch and shambled over as Mike pulled three adult Halloween costumes from...

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Cassandras Destiny

Well, here's the deal, I entered this story in a contest, unfortunately for me it wasn't selected as a finalist. Luckily for you guys you get to read it before the contest begins since the rights have been released back to me now. I ask that you accept it as a slightly rewritten version of the original (which I found much too short for my style of writing) and send your comments and votes to let me know how I'd have done if it had been chosen. For this I give you my heart felt thanks. So, here...

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Destiny

Destiny by The Dream Weaver There are many who believe that a persons destiny cannot be altered. In some cases, though, the magic that comes from a meeting of two souls can intervene and cause destiny to rewrite itself. The desires of mortals are sometimes taken in to consideration by the Gods and they bestow a gift for the sake of love. Chapter 1 Angel laughed so suddenly, she choked on the soda she had been drinking. "Jeez, Ian" she sputtered, "warn me next time you are...

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The Labyrinth of Destiny

I'm almost a bit embarassed to be offering this up as my first story. I've been writing stories on and off for almost as long as I've been reading them, and I have a huge backlog of half-finished stories that are a lot longer and a lot more meaningful. But since TGfiction is little more than a passing hobby of mine, my progress on them has been slow. I'm sure I'll get them all finished and submitted eventually. Until then, enjoy this bit of fluff, a story so short that I could actually...

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Chosen FrozenChapter 20 Date with Destiny

Aside from the fact that one of the participants was the single highest-ranking officer currently on Thule, this was not all that much different than any other date meeting that two underage kids had dragged their parents into in the history of Thule. Samantha wore her "home" hockey jersey, a pair of sandals and a winning smile. The jersey covered more than a concubine shift, but also allowed her to quickly adjust her dress appropriately if it turned out that the pod was full of naturists....

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A True Encounter Created By Destiny

Dear Friends, This is my first attempt of penning down an encounter in my life which still fills my heart with strong feelings. I am basically from Goa, having my business operating from there. Because of my business compulsions I need to travel to neighboring state cities especially Belgaum, Dharwad, Hubli etc. This happened in those days when I was travelling back from Belgaum to Goa during the month of July. There a shorter route which is actually a forest internal road. This road is open to...

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Kens Destiny

DISCLAIMER: I don't own the rights to any anime or anime characters mentioned, especially Bubblegum Crisis Tokyo 2040, the character of Nene Romanova (Both property of Studio AIC), or Evangelion's Misato Katsuragi (Property of GAINAX) or their voice actors. The Ken character however, is based loosely on me. May contain traces of OOC, and slight 2040 and EVA spoilers. KENS DESTINY By Apsm My name is Ken. Well, it used to be, but it's the events of why it used to be that way,...

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Destiny

As strange as it may sound to some, my best friend is a lesbian. I'm a divorced, thirty-two year old male that flies a helicopter for the Washington State Police. Denise is the twenty-eight year old paramedic/observer that works with me every day. Both of us are sworn troopers and both of us have done street time of course - it's a departmental requirement - but, due to the specialty skills we possess, we found ourselves fast-tracked through the mandatory patrol time and put as quickly as was...

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Senior Year

Senior YearBy Christine [email protected] 1, Chapter 11 -* This story is the sequel to "My Sexual Evolution." "Senior Year" continues the story right where "My Sexual Evolution" ended. This story is written in 3 Chapters and ends with an Epilogue that will update you on some of your favorite characters and where they are today. The rest of this chapter will detail the first 2 Cheerleader initiation Parties. We did some raunchy and outrageous stuff that final year of high school. It...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 12 Itrsquos Been Three Years

Saturday October 8 “Good morning, sleepy head.” Bandit blinked at me and then stretched. The poor kitty had been tuckered out after his flight yesterday. “Your mama should be here shortly to pick you up.” He got up and rubbed himself against me as he purred. He wanted his chest rubbed, which I obliged. For a cat, Bandit was okay. There was a knock at the door, and Bandit’s head cocked as he tried to figure out where the noise came from. Then he bounded off the bed for the door and began to...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 5 Hotness

Sunday September 11 I was getting ready to go running when my cell rang. I looked at the caller ID, and it was an 859 area code. I tried to think where that was. “This is David,” I answered. “David, Coach Styles,” said the head coach for the University of Kentucky. “Morning, Coach, how can I help you?” “I saw you left us off your visit list. I know you’ve been on campus a couple of times. What I’d really like to do is to schedule an in-home visit before you get much further into your...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 8 Game of Phones

Sunday September 25 I woke up because my bed moved. When we arrived at the hotel, Cindy Lewis was there with her boyfriend Kevin. He played defensive end for Ohio State and had taken to the training a little too seriously. If I had to guess, he was juicing. I shuddered to think of him looping around a tackle with me in his sights. Cindy wanted to go to a party, but I begged off. The last time I’d seen Cindy, she’d talked me into a threesome with her and Kevin. I didn’t want to do that to...

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Senior Year Part IIChapter 11 The Royal Palm

Wednesday December 21 Mom and Dad were up very early to talk to me before I went off to do my interviews today. I had to get up at this ungodly hour because of LA traffic. Mom was making breakfast, and it smelled wonderful. “What are you making?” “Bacon and stuffed French toast.” Not exactly on my diet, but I wasn’t about to turn it down. Dad handed me a coffee. “I talked with Ms. Dixon yesterday. She updated me on several fronts. I’ll start with your civil suit,” he said as Mom put bacon...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 2 Frenemy

Saturday August 27 Brook and I had finally planned some time together. The only problem was that my security was Cassidy. If it had been Paul or Chuck, I could have told them to guard the door or something. Cassidy was more hanging out with us than guarding me. At least she let me drive my Demon. Paul and Chuck were a little too possessive of my new car. I pulled up at the Davis estate and honked. “You better let her have shotgun,” I told Cassidy as I saw the look on Brook’s face. “Next...

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Senior Year Part IIChapter 8 Ideas Begin To Form

Wednesday December 14 When I got up, I already had messages from home. Today was the beginning of the college football early signing period. Ty, our All-State running back, had made it official and signed with the University of Michigan. I thought it was a good fit for both of them. Michigan fans would be happy when they saw what he could do for them. Ty wanted to get his recruitment over with and had known after Michigan had held a football camp at our high school that he would play for...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 13 Seize the Day

Sunday October 9 My mom’s attempt at humor last night had failed, in my estimation. I’d been completely freaked out until the doctor came in and explained my injuries. Any time you’re knocked unconscious, it’s cause for concern. That was why they’d kept me overnight. Other than the risk of brain injury, the doctor had said I would live. If the pain I felt this morning was any indication, I had my doubts. When I’d seen the SUV about to plow into us, I’d turned my body. The back of my head had...

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Dancing With Destiny

To many I am quite mild mannered and sort of quiet, but my friends on the Internet see a different side of me and this is what inspired this story so I'd like to thank my dear friends for this story. Conrad Lee Dedicated To: Michael one of my friends in the darkness. Dancing With Destiny By Conrad Lee Tara sat quietly at home awaiting the arrival of her husband Martin from work. He was late as usual so she decided to take in a little television while she waited, all she...

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Nisha8217s Tryst With Destiny

Hello friends, am back with another story which of my friend Nisha. Well I am a beginner right now so would appreciate your feedback and inputs to improve. You can email me at Well Nisha is a high society woman, married to a rich business tycoon and lives in Delhi. She got gorgeous figure and do what every rich woman do to be fit and slim. She’s 29 years old, 5’10 height, 36C boobs size, and always wear a tight fit dress to show her well maintained figure over the dress. Rajeev (her husband)...

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Nisha8217s Tryst With Destiny

48 saal ki hotel manager aunty ne choodvaya Hi friend, how are you??? May be all are fine, mera naam rohit he aur me ek privet company me job karta hu, me aapko meri ek ajibo garib hakikat batana chahta hu, muje ek 48 saal ki hotel malkin ne blackmail kiya aur jordar hardcore aur pussy sex karvaya, meri age 26 he aur yeh kissa 2 sal pehle ka hai jab my pehli baar chandigarh aya tha kafi raat ho chuki thi sayad 10 baje the, is liye mene thyan nahi diya ke who kounsi hotel thi, Maine counter par...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 21 Vitamin T

Tuesday October 25 I’d been afraid I would wake up and hurt from yesterday’s activity. While I could tell I’d pushed my limits some, it was more a good hurt, the kind you get from working out and not the sort from being injured. Today, for the first time, I felt like I would eventually be okay. Duke heard me awaken and jumped on my bed for me to love him up. I must have found the right spot because he stretched out his neck and his back leg began to jerk back and forth like he was scratching...

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Senior Year

I had always grown up well, and in good care. My parents always told me to do good in school and watch out for those senior boys. I didn't even think I had a chance until middle school came around, and things started looking up for me. My chest began to grow, and boys started to notice me. I didn't know if I like the attention or not. All I knew is that when high school started, things really started to change. "Sarah, what do you think I should wear for the dance...

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Cassandras Destiny

Well, here’s the deal, I entered this story in a contest, unfortunately for me it wasn’t selected as a finalist. Luckily for you guys you get to read it before the contest begins since the rights have been released back to me now. I ask that you accept it as a slightly rewritten version of the original (which I found much too short for my style of writing) and send your comments and votes to let me know how I’d have done if it had been chosen. For this I give you my heart felt thanks. So, here...

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Destiny

Your alarm interupts yet another deep and peaceful dream. You frantically search for your phone on your wooden bedside table to switch off the repetitive alarm sound blasting into your ear. You turn it off and sit up in your bed, the sunshine seeping through the curtains, nearly blinding you. You stand up and stretch your muscles, still half asleep. You get ready for your boring office job as you usually would, take a shower, get dressed, breakfast, brush your teeth and out the door for 8am. As...

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Guardian Of Destiny

On a day like any other you are walking out of your home to buy something in a hurry. On the sidewalk is a strange glistening surface floating in the air. Humanity didn't end up where it is now by ignoring things that stimulate its natural curiosity. You do the only sensible thing and touch it to see what it is. To your surprise what you had taken for a surface is a hole! As soon as you put a finger in it you are sucked into it to reappear in the dark immensity of space. A large figure,...

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Nerd learns of his space bound destiny

"You're joking... Please tell me you're joking!""Jacob, I'm sorry," said a mildly sympathetic voice from the opposite end of the phone, the owner of the voice's attention firmly on the last minute touches of her up-do hairstyle. "No, Courtney, you're not. You call me an hour before prom to tell me you're going with your ex instead? You know what? Fuck off!" As Jacob put up a strong front he was broken on the inside.He threw his phone across his bedroom and ran downstairs. In his moment of rage,...

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How Jim Discovered Destiny

How Jim Discovered Destiny By Jill Tice (send comments to [email protected] thanx!) Jim was a good fellow, very amiable and kind to all he sees, but yet his life, however, was a living hell of crestfallen, dolorous misery on account of the cruel way all the puerile, immature kids at Jim's school treated him. They always insisted on laughing at him and teasing him at school, never seeing his true self deep within which was brutally evil and unkind of them to ignore. "This blows!"...

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Ms Destiny

Ms. Destiny By Heather Alexander © 2004 Isobel Hunt was sitting at her desk outside her boss's office she was typing away at the keyboard of her computer finishing off the dictation that he had given her earlier that day. When she felt and a pair of hands grab her around the shoulders; which was made her jump out of her skin she looked up and saw the smiling face of her boss looking down at her; his beady his had a glint in them which made her feel queasy. "How's my little...

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By the Personnel Book Pattis Destiny

By the (Personnel) Book - Chapter 5 By some aggressive flirting and a little luck, I had succeeded in pushing by my encounter with Ken Anderson to the next day, but I knew that the respite was only temporary. The best thing I had going for me was that the changes forced upon me - the porn star breasts, lips and other plastic surgery, combined with dramatic makeup and clothing -- had an unintended effect. To put it crudely, my appearance made men go hard and women get wet. And...

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Michaels Destiny

MICHAEL'S DESTINY By Betty Noone We have all read stories about a girl trapped in his boy's body. He knows he should be and is a girl. But what of the very rare instances where one is born a boy, wants to be a boy, is a boy, but has the physical appearance of a girl? This is the story of Michael. Christopher (Chris) and Velma Ingersen were delighted when Michael was born. They already had a daughter who is now four and one half years old and they wanted a boy. And what a...

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Bond of Destiny

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Senior Year Part IIChapter 20 Welcome to Hollywood

Wednesday January 4 I got out of bed and went to the window to check whether the fire had progressed. I could see smoke over the ridge. Low-flying planes had woken me at daybreak, and I saw one now make a run over the hogback and then pop back up like a crop duster over a field. They appeared to be dropping water to try to contain the inferno. If the fire came our way, it could destroy some of the most expensive homes in the LA area. A glint of light from a tree in the backyard caught my...

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LENNIES FIRST DATE PART1

I live on a farm about twelve miles outside of Lubbock, so I guess you could call me a country k**. Other than the bus ride to school and the limitation on extracur-ricular activities, living so far out isn't bad at all.Our "farm house" is as modern as any you'll find intown, and we have all the conveniences everyone else has.The main restriction of country living has been its effect on my social life. It's a rare occasion for a friend from school to come to see me, and with no neighbor k**s...

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Senior Year Pet Chapter 1

This is a story of how I used the second half of my senior year to turn a girl I couldn’t stand into my personal completely obedient fuck toy, and got rich doing it. That girl, Sarah had always been a person I found to be extremely annoying, but interaction with her was inevitable as her locker was beside mine for all of high school, and consistently I was lucky enough to share classes with her. Sufficient to say I was extremely tired of her by second semester in senior year. Best...

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Senior Year

You are a senior here at Greenview High. You just turned 18, as have your fellow classmates. The teenage mind being what it is, the freedom of being 18 combined with the cocktail of hormones in your brain is a ticking time bomb, and it’s only a matter of time until your sexual urges overtake you. Who needs an education when there’s so many attractive young women around? Your best friend’s name is Greg. He’s taller than you, has been since elementary school, which is where you first met. He’s...

Teen
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Senior Year Part IChapter 15 Homecoming

Friday October 14 I woke to my hound licking my face. It seemed someone had to go out... right now! I managed to put on a pair of shorts without passing out from the pain and hobbled down the stairs. Precious met the two of us at the back door. She was starting to really show. I did a little internal calculation and figured she should have her kittens in a couple of weeks. I groaned when the cat darted into my apartment as Duke went out. I was in no mood to play ‘find the kitty.’ When I made...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 30 Season Ends

Thursday November 24 We really didn’t have room for the crowd that was coming for Thanksgiving dinner, so Mom had decided to hold it at the restaurant. Dad, Uncle John, and Greg said that football-watching was a requirement. Caryn had a TV installed at the bar to keep them from whining. I was awakened by someone pounding on my downstairs apartment door. I looked at the clock, and it was almost ten. Watching all the little rug-rats last night had been a nightmare. After dinner, everyone...

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Senior Year Part IIChapter 2 Jdrama Drama

Wednesday November 30 I decided to skip running today because we had a pool in the backyard. Dad and Manaia sat and watched me swim laps. They seemed to be getting along well as they laughed about something while I pulled myself out of the water. I plopped down on a chair at the table they’d claimed. “What time did you get in last night?” Dad asked. “After two,” Manaia grumbled. Fritz was going to have to send me someone to help Manaia. It was one thing for me to put in the hours, and...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 24 Away Game

Wednesday November 2 I had my bags packed and was ready to go to St. Louis. The plan was to go to morning classes and then leave at noon. The game was to be shown on ESPN, and the network wanted to do their prep this afternoon. Coach Hope had shared that we were one of only a handful of high school teams that had had their games televised on ESPN in back-to-back years. Until this week, I’d ignored this game for several reasons. Honestly, my focus had been on two things: recruiting and my...

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Senior Skip Day Part One

An off handed remark about Lush Stories by my psychiatrist led me to this site. I just had to find an outlet for this adventure somewhere besides talking to my $120 an hour near-retirement shrink, who’s obviously suffering from job burnout.  I am a forty-four year old school teacher who can’t believe how quickly her life can be turned upside down. My name is Teresa and I work at a Midwest suburban high school. My fourteen year second marriage is okay but I learned from my first attempt that...

Interracial
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Senior Year Part IChapter 23 Halloween Kittens

Monday October 31 As Duke and I were going out to jog, we found Precious waiting for us by the door. I knew something was up when Duke gave her a complete puppy-scan (sniffed her all over), and she didn’t bloody his nose. “You not feeling well?” I asked her as I squatted down to check what might be wrong. Yep. We were having kittens today. Gently picking Precious up, I took her to Duke’s crate. Brit had brought over her blanket, which I assumed was washable, and put it in his kennel. Duke...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 17 I Think They Are

Monday October 17 I was sitting in precalculus, taking a quiz, when my phone chirped to let me know that I’d received a text. This was right after Ms. Lowden had given us a lecture about turning them off for the quiz. She glared in my direction. Apparently, this was the last time someone’s phone was going off during a quiz or test ... or there would be ‘consequences.’ I don’t know what came over me. “Dare! She said to turn your phone off.” Ms. Lowden made a big display of getting out of her...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 27 Score

Thursday November 10 I woke up in a contemplative mood. The expressions on the Waterloo players’ faces as the clock ticked down must have gotten to me. I had at most three more games of high school football. It was hard to imagine that it might finally be over. Of course, I had a lot to look forward to. College and the rest of my life were yet to come. The Waterloo game made me understand that I wanted to play at higher levels of competition. What we’d created with this team was about as...

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Senior Year Part IIChapter 12 Christmas Special

Friday December 23 Brook bailed on me when I had to go to the Love Letters set. She and the moms decided to go shopping one last time before the ‘rents flew out. I’d pointed out that there was shopping in Malibu, not only in the trendy areas of LA. How they’d missed the Country Market totally mystified me. I had planned to take Brook there, but when her parents had their problems, we’d all gotten distracted. Kitty Ellis had told me last night at the premiere that she wanted me to come in...

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Senior Week

It was the end of senior year for a group of nerdy teens in a small school in rural Pennsylvania. And, like most students reaching the end of senior year, they were very ready to be beyond high school and moving into college and on with the rest of their lives. But first came many things that usually happen during the last few months of school. The senior class field trip, the day to the pool that the senior class president convinced the school to allow, the senior prank, a couple musicals and...

Teen
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Senior Year Part IChapter 11 Tattletale

Monday October 3 I took the boys to the house and found a rested Peggy making coffee. “Were they any trouble?” “No, they slept through the night,” I said as I put them into their high chairs. Peggy scattered some Cheerios on Coby and Little David’s trays to keep them busy while she made their breakfast. I decided I wanted grits after my trip down south. As I got the pot started, Chuck came in the back door. Duke gave him a cursory once-over and left it to Bandit to guard the house. Chuck...

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Senior Year Part IIChapter 16 Change is Good Right

Friday December 30 The plan for the day was to go to my company’s office and get updated on how everything was going. Since the meeting was scheduled for first thing, I talked my grandma into going to Granny’s West for breakfast. I’d spent the night in her guest room because my uncle had used my apartment. Before I left, I called Chuck. “Where are you? I’m supposed to pick you up this morning.” “I’m at my grandmother’s farm. She’ll be giving me a ride this morning to our office, and I’ll...

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Senior Year Part IChapter 18 Mr Walking Clicheacute

Friday October 21 My mom was of two minds. The first had me going to the vet with Duke and us both getting fixed. I was sure Duke wasn’t onboard with that idea. The second was reveling in the possibility that she had a little granddaughter in her arms. I figured the little girl couldn’t be mine. Dawsons only had boys. The only reason we had a little girl in the family was that Greg had adopted Mac. I spotted Ashley Kincaid and Scarlet White, the two girls I suspected were the mothers of...

3 years ago
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Senior Year Part IIChapter 6 Bow Chicka Bow Wow

Saturday December 10 I had my first singing lesson today at the studio. Jane, who was usually Rita’s security, was my driver. I found her in the kitchen drinking coffee with my dad and Hana. “Isn’t this a pleasant surprise? I take it that Manaia got a day off,” I said in greeting. “Fritz is getting soft,” Jane said with a smile. “Bacon and potatoes are in the oven. Make your own eggs,” Dad said. “You need to look at the TMZ website,” Hana said. I grabbed my tablet and set it on the...

4 years ago
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Senior Year Part IChapter 19 Can I Come Home With You

Saturday October 22 We met everyone in the lobby. “Where y’all want to eat?” Wyatt White asked. “I know of a good barbecue place that’s not too far from here.” “Daddy, David and his family might not want to go to one of your favorite restaurants,” Scarlet worried. I could tell that Ashley and her group were staying out of the decision. “I could eat some good barbecue,” Mom said. “I hope it’s nothing fancy.” “It ain’t fancy,” Clay, Scarlet’s supposed boyfriend, assured us. We ended up...

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Senior Year Part IIChapter 14 Pride Fear Guilt Pick a Number

Monday December 26 While I enjoyed spending the night in Palm Springs, the drive back to Malibu in the morning was a nightmare. I think karma was trying to balance out the great day we had yesterday. When I arrived home, Manaia and Lexi were waiting for me. “Hana quit,” Lexi announced when I walked in the door. “What? Why?” I asked. “She took Jiro home for Christmas to meet her family. I guess Jiro and her dad had words. Long story short, they broke up, and Hana decided she would stay...

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Senior Year Part IIChapter 18 Here Hold My Beer

Sunday January 1 We all came out of the terminal to find a bigger plane than I expected. Brook and I had sprung for a charter flight to LA from our local airport. With us were all our friends who were staying for the week. “I thought we were getting something practical,” I said. “We did, but Rita James is flying back with us, and she upgraded us. It’s an Airbus A318 Elite configured so it seats 18 and has sleeping quarters for eight,” Brook explained. “I could use a nap,” Tami said. She...

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Senior Year

The year that changed everything. One wild rollercoaster from start to finish and I would give anything to ride it again. My name is Joseph Calhoun, but everyone calls me JC. When I first started high school I was pretty much a quiet guy. Standing at 6'2, dirty blond short hair, blue eyes and put together very well. The only thing going against me was the band. I was member of the marching band and well not a lot of points won for me. But over the years I came out of my shell, dated a...

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