Drama Girl
" Hey, dork" Britany snickered, her brown hair in a strait cheer leader ponytail, her 10000$ dollar outfit flawless. "Oh, back off," I snapped, my red hair extremly tight curly, my makeup p…
Angel Again
Wrapped up by his three year-old arms, comfortably curled up into his tiny lap, she slept. Secure in the knowledge that no harm would befall her. 384 days had passed since they had met, and…
