Smile

 Don't worry, I haven't died. Short story updates are in the works. Depends on what my inspiration strikes me with. Enjoy!

Smile

            “This is a bad idea,” she whispered, her voice as soft as a hummingbird’s heartbeat.

            “If this was a bad idea, we wouldn’t be dressed to the nines and waiting for our names to be called,” Zoe says, squeezing her hand tight, the only lifeline of reassurance. “She talked to them, okay?” Eyeing her brother, she watched him step out the doors with his girlfriend linked perfectly on his princely arm. They were greeted with flashbulbs and clapping.

            Shuffling forward, she held tight to the hand clutching her arm. The doors were closed, leaving them shrouded the shadows before their grand entrance. Catching a nod, Zoe looked to the one on her arm and cave her a brief, calming, kiss.

            “Inhale. Exhale. Smile.”

            “Her Royal Highness, Princess Zoe Allegra Alista! And Miss Terra Ann Welton!” The guard announced.

            Together, they smiled and stepped into the light.

For Her

Remember that time I updated twice in one week? Yeah, I don't either. 

I was listening to too much Adele. But eh, she sings some pretty snazzy songs. I can't complain. Enjoy! 

For Her

            Chewing on her lip she flipped through The Little Nickel, bargain hunting. The items were never nice, and certainly seemed less reputable than Craig’s List. But she wanted to find some deals; mostly to purchase more hokey items for her parent’s antique store. Sighing as she turned another page, her eyes strayed from the lists of solid oak tables and crystal lamps, and spotted the list of pets.

            Toying with the idea of splurging and getting an exotic bird or even wilder, a puppy, she stuffed the thought at the back of her mind. Turning the page in a hurry before she had convinced herself to dial for a pet, her eyes finally found the want-ads. Snickering at the idea of finding true love in these grimy pages, she locked on the face of a couple, looking at her.

           Staring for several moments, tracing the shapes of their faces with her eyes, she read the description below their image. Loving couple searching for a—she ceased. It was impossible to take her eyes off the woman’s façade. She knew every curve and the shape of her lips; the dimples she had adored all through college.

            Married. She was married; all those dreams she had whispered across the pillow had come true… and back then, she wavered. One day she wanted them together; the next she wanted to be the one everyone wanted. The girl all the boys lusted. And here she could wish for nothing but the best for her.

Shades

 What is this? An update? I've never heard of such a thing! 

Don't worry, I didn't die. November was NaNoWriMo, so I was super busy. But anyway, this update happened. That's new. 

Shades

She smiled from behind his sunglasses, feeling successful in having snatched them off his face. Now having them adorn her own, she smiled and kissed him briefly. He wasn’t acting as weird as he had the first time. In an attempt to snag them back while their lips touched, she ducked and laughed, jumping a few paces away from him. Frowning at the fact, he lunged again, still finding her out of his reach. Sticking out her tongue, she skipped away, urging him to follow.

            “Come on, Matt. I’m not going to give in that easy,” she said, winking at him just above his sunglasses. Smirking, he approached her and finally gave chase the instant she ran off. They ran through the park in a circle, dodging others as they casually strolled along. Laughing, Alex stumbled and turned, landing on their blanket. He lay next to her.

            “I’d like those back please,” he said, holding out his hand. Hesitating, she reached over and traced a finger gently over the scars where his left eye should have been. Having heard the stories, it explained his aversion to fireworks. She liked seeing him like this; without his shades to protect him and provide him a shield.

            “Maybe later,” she smirked, rolling on her back and pushing the frames up.