“Is your father a lord?” he asked
“You work for him but you don’t even know who he is?” she asked incredulously.
“Not everyone knows your father missy.”
She spluttered, which was very unladylike, “Don’t–don’t call me missy!”
He bowed low, “Sorry ma’am.”
“Silly Irishman.” she huffed
He ambled towards her, “You got something against the…[Read more]
I placed the vase down carefully. “Exactly….how old is this Mr. Barker?”
He glanced over, “Multiply your age by about a hundred.”
My eyes widened and flickered over to the vase sitting innocently on his desk. “But…but…” I sputtered
Mr. Barker sighed in annoyance, “But what exactly?”
“Why do you have it?”
His nose burrowed deeper into…[Read more]
I opened my wallet.
The amount was dismal to say the least.
“I have to find a place to move out to. I have to pay for school and food.
Christ what in the world am I going to do.”
I curled up in a ball in my bed. Breathe in, breathe out.
First, to save money I couldn’t spend it….on ANYTHING. NO iTunes, DVDs, food or fun activities.…[Read more]
“Where in the actual fuck did you get a barrel?”
He scratched his head, “You know, I honestly have no fucking idea.”
“Well do you remember anything from last night?”
His eyes closed for a moment as if he was trying to recall something. He sighed, “Nope. Nuthin’.”
“Are you kidding? Jesus. Did you lot get roofied or something?”
He stirred in cream and vanilla.
He had a whole project due tomorrow too.
No pay attention. You’re at work.
Think about work.
Cream and vanilla. Whip for 30 seconds. There should be a light brownish colour.
And he had maths work too.
What comes next. Pour previous mixture together. Mix at high speed.
Fix pie plate.
As he rolled…[Read more]
Living. Alive. Alice. Wonderland. I guess I’ll write something about Wonderland. But not the one you’re thinking of. An entirely different one. Because you see For every little child….even the ones that grow up, there is a Wonderland. Their own personal one. And it is just like how they dreamed it. Because it is their own dream. All the books…[Read more]
He is not a patient boy.
Feet tapping on the ground.
Fingers ticking out a beat on his knee.
Fidgeting like a mad man.
Flickering eyes that can’t stop on anything.
“AGH!” he finally exploded, jumping to his feet, “I can’t take it anymore! Where is he? Is he okay?”
The nurse was still a bit shocked and took a moment to compose herself. “Who…[Read more]
She was determined. Just….not determined enough to
actually do it. She lay with her forehead planted firmly on the
desk in front of her and legs splayed out on both sides of the
chair. “Whyyyyyy?” she moaned “I thought this class only had a few
short papers…..not one fifteen page one.” She lifted her forehead
a moment only to bring it crashing…[Read more]
“This presenation is going to kill me. Professor do we really have to do this?”
He peered over his pipe, “If you thought that magic school was going to be any easier or less stupid than public school than you have another think coming.”
“I’m realizing that.” I grumbled, stalking off towards the library.
It was a beautiful spring day. And cherry blossoms fluttered down from tree branches. The sun shone down and made everything so-cozy. Like a warm blanket. The bright green grass tickled my legs and neck as I lay on the ground. Lovely, beautiful. My eyes closed and I started to drift into sleep. “Ophelia…” I […]
She’s a mystery. Long curly brown hair bouncing behind her as she tapped up the steps. “Who’s the new girl?” he asked leaning over to Jeffery. “Hmm?” he looked around, “Oh! The girl on the steps? She’s an art prime, don’t know her name though. Brand new today.” “Oh. Interesting.” He watched as she stopped […]
The cliff crumbled a bit around my feet into the ocean. I looked behind me fearfully. Then turned to the ocean in front. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Then I fell forward. Through the air. My hair flew above me. The wind flew past my ears. Flew. Flew. Flying. I was […]
She had a braid on either side of her head, the hair was loose and falling out. She painted furiously, eyes wild, overall shorts hanging by one strap. She muttered to herself, words that made no sense together. Numbers spread across all of the walls. An endless stream of seemingly random numbers. And she repeated […]
I had always liked romantic things. It was something I had always wished for, dreamed of. Romantic. It made me think of Valentine’s Day, a dad. A sunset. A picnic. That first kiss. But no one ever talks about anything else. Romantic. Romantic is always romanticized. What are you going to do? I’m a romantic. […]