Stories tagged “girls”
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Pecking Order
“Just look at her.” The teenage girls huddled together. Usually ruffling, preening, and cooing at each other over shiny new clothes and shoes, currently their attentions were on a lone figure across the yard. She was nearly identical to the...
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The Girl
Her lips lock with mine, I wonder how far she’ll go… I awake too soon.
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Big Game, Big Problem
“Coach, we can’t do it. You gotta put in Henders.” The crowd clamored uneasily as if to emphasize the young woman’s plea. The game had only a few minutes left, a few precious minutes, perhaps enough time for a few clutch three p...
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That Guy In The Corner
That Guy In The Corner I know he sees me But does he know I can see him? That Guy In The Corner With his empty notebook And his lucky writing pen That Guy In The Corner With the quirky smile And the laugh he hides behind his eyes So when That Guy In Th...
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Rising
“It’s done, Malik,” I murmured. “The cops will be here any minute.” He glowered at me— crying? Pissed. “What are you going to do?” He bellowed. “What the hell are you gonna do without me?” I l...
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Scooter Girls
Violet woke, confused. Her body felt strange…kind of folded up, but not in pain. As she tried to figure this out, someone said, “Hi, Violet. You awake?” It was Rae, her best friend from school. A slightly ditzy blonde, a little weird, but...
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The Handlebars of a Dilemma
“How could you do this to me?” Violet finally exploded. “Put me back in my own body at once!” “I can’t ‘put you back,’ silly!” Rae said. “You’re already there. I just copied you. I could...
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You Girls Are In For a Hiding
Violet kicked in a burst of speed, accelerating so quickly that it was all Rae could do to keep from falling off. “Vi!” she screamed. “Sorry!” said Violet, not entirely sincerely. She zoomed up the street faster and faster, weav...
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A Shocking Rescue
How do I trans— Violet sprouted arms and legs and found herself lying on her belly in the grass before she even finished the thought. Oh, right. Instincts. She raised her head, hoping that the glow of her eyes wouldn’t give her away. If my eyes...
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Special Delivery
A short time later, Vi clomped through Rae’s house as silently as she could, carrying Rae over her shoulder. She was glad that her feet were soled with the same rubber as her tires or things would be really loud. As it was, the whirring of her hy...
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The Game is Up
It was 10 a.m. that Sunday morning before Rae finally came down to the garage, looking far more pale than Vi had ever seen her. “Good morning,” Violet said. “Sleep well did we?” “They know everything,” Rae said. R...
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Memory Dump
Rae came down to the garage again that evening. “Are you doing okay? I’m sorry…Mom and Dad won’t let me keep you in my room.” “I’m fine now. Especially since you took off the interlocks. Hey, what’s this thin...
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Another Scooter Girl
Rae woke up slowly. She heard the hydraulics and servos whir in her joints and limbs as everything came on-line. Wait…on-line? Rae looked down and gasped. “Aaah!” Her body was metal, mechanical—and familiar. “What have you done to...
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Scooter Girl Scoots
“Anyway, I used your technical expertise to remove all records I made you,” Violet said. “You’ll also not have to worry about the memory dump—and for that matter I won’t either, now. So long as you don’t call atten...
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Not So Easily Brushed Off
Violet sighed. This was the third time this year. If their friendship kept ending like this, Violet might start thinking Rae didn’t like her or something. She frowned, trying to figure out what she’d done this time. Then it hit her. “...
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Disappointment in the Wee Hours of Morning
The playground fell silent. Thin trails of smoke from the would-be captors wafted on the morning breeze. The sedans did not transform, for which Violet was grateful. She felt like she should be breathing hard, but her metal chest neither rose nor fell....
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Tearing Up My Heart
Its tearing up my heart Being with you I thought you wanted to Be with me too I know that I can Be embarrassing I thought you were the guy I could be with without it mattering I can see it in your eyes You’re suffering And I can see it In the ha...
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That Guy In The Corner (Continued)
That Guy In The Corner Smiled that smile And spoke a simple question That Guy In The Corner Asked me my name With a wink in my direction So of course I told That Guy In The Corner And he sat down next to me That Guy In The Corner Said he’d always...
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Turnabout Is Fairplay
I felt a bit smug on the inside having caught Devon red handed. At the same time I kinda hoped I was wrong. The look on his face said I wasn’t. “Yes, I have a girlfriend.” He sighed. “And no she doesn’t have a problem with...
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What Devon Saw In Her Eyes For Just A Moment
Well she did ask you to tell her. I took a deep breath and just spit it out. “You looked like you needed a friend. Like someone had hurt you and you just needed to get away.” Well there, you said it. Kalyla dropped her gaze for a second, bu...
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Restless Nights, Chasing A Ghost
“Chasing ghosts Williams.” – “What is it to you if I am Charles.” – “Well your working on tax payers money, they wouldn’t fancy the ideal of you chasing a lost cause.” – “Is that how you see human society a lost cause.” – “I...
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The Case of Conner Black
Detective Jones resisted his case to the court room. He attempted to present it as best as he could. To finally be able to give the small community of Boulder Creek the peace it deserved. Conner sat facing the detective smiling at him, and grinning wit...
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Fight!
“Oh snap!” someone in the crowd around us yells. The milk drips off of Maria’s chin, forming a puddle on the ground beneath her. I shake the rest out of the bottle, spraying her shirt. She stares at me angrily, building up her anger. ...
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Clara
I could tell she wanted it. I could see her eyeing me from across the room during the party, and who could blame her, I was attractive. Attractive in any way possible. Nice length of wavy dark brown hair, sweet-looking brown eyes, a brilliant smile, an...
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Hollywood's Full of Girls Like You
You remember her when you least expect it. She’s a flash of pure white in your mind, like the scarf she wore around her waist, and the scent of the mangoes she was oh-so fond of. You remember how they tasted on her breath when she’d shoved ...