he calls me stormi.he calls me storm5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
It's a party. bright lights, cheap beer, crushed bodies emitting heat, and you're just one of many limbs tonight I latch onto. moving erratically to the pounding beat-we become one. a swirling tornado of distraught emotions and a million broken dreams, seeking destruction but not knowing where to hit.
just like cinderella the clock strikes 12 and I force my way out of the crowd towards the doors, but not until you grab an empty red plastic cup and carve your number on the side with your pocketknife. you grin, melt away like ice cream in the summer. and unlike cinderella, I get to keep my shoes.
tired, purple under my eyes, shrunken. I rummage through my bag searching for my eyeliner and instead, pull out a cup.
I call two days later and you pick up on the first ring.
"I can't have you call me first-I wanted to do that. your phone will ring in 34 seconds, pick up".
"there, that's better. I don't think I properly introduced myself. I'm damien. you, you're sto
APH- Space Oddity Ground Control to Major Alfred, Ground Control to Major Alfred. Alfred, take those protein pills we gave you then put your helmet back on you idiot. Rebecca watched the screen where her brother stood, helmet tucked in the crook of his arm. She couldnt believe he was ready yet, everyone in ground control was ready to send him up.APH- Space Oddity6 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Alfred smiled, he knew Rebecca and the rest of the countries in Ground Control could see him. It was a special mission America was going on. The first man on Mars, and they were sending America up to go. Alright, Alright, I hear you Rebecca.
Next to Rebecca, Japan chucked quietly. Even in the most serious of situations the Americans could still find time to squabble and act childish. Right now all the nations in ground control were getting things ready for take off. Japan was helping Rebecca monitor the ship. All systems are