Teenage QueenJamie presses his hand palm flat against the window pane, the frosty condensation soaking his fingertips and sinking into the creases and folds of his skin. It settles in his life and love lines and fills him with an irrepressible cold shiver that creeps slowly up from the small of his back to the base of his neck and further still to crawl between the roots of his hair. It makes him shut his eyes and grimace to himself, his body still covered in the salt of a heated sweat barely over.Teenage Queen8 years ago in Teen More Like This
The street outside is a dark collection of shapeless masses, no feature distinguishable from the next due to the lack of electric lamps on this side of town. All he can identify are the chinks of dim television light coming from between the lace curtains of next door's living room and if he listens hard he can even hear the dull drone of a news reporter. Mrs Jones is a deaf old lady who lives very much alone, and keeps her shows on late into the night for company. If it was anyone else on the block Jamie
Of Boys and BrasWhat is it about girls that is so mysterious that males are drawn in, only to be consumed by the mysterious power that is girls? I thought that since I had a twin sister, I would by some grace, be exempt from this cold law of nature. I thought that somehow the apocryphal ways of females would not throw me for such a loop as they did other 14-year-old boys. I thought that when I saw my sisters bra lying on the floor of the bathroom I would still be able to think.Of Boys and Bras7 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Yeah. Didnt happen.
I must have looked like a deer in the headlights, because all I remember is just staring at it through the slightly cracked open door. It looked silky and delicate. It was unlike anything Id ever seen before. The soft, foreign shape of two cups, two straps and a clasp dug up a wealth of curiosity, amazement, and fatal attraction that I had, until now, managed to beat down. Any logic or sense of ethics within me died an instant death, and the part of my brain that was drowning in hormones we