twenty-three.
one hundred and fifty two words.
sing like the world can hear you (I hear you, I hear you)

There's always something distinctively wrong about lipsyncing. Tiffany always blinks, breathes, and thinks, "My dream was to sing-" and her soul always cries out that it was never her dream to open her mouth and let nothing flow out. It hits her as ( Read more... )

sixteen.
one hundred (exactly, according to msw07) words.
wait for me (until I stay)

Prompt: 
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thirteen.
no MS on this computer so I'd say... about a thousand, six hundred and fifty-ish words.
(I'll do) anything to see you smile once more

Jessica shivered as the cold which entered through her doorway swept in and attacked her relentlessly, crawling up each bump in her spine until it finally reached the top of her neck and began to caress the ( Read more... )

nine.
eight hundred and eighty words.
rock me in, let it out

When Tiffany feels the familiar warmth leave her body suddenly in the night, Tiffany knows something is wrong. Her eyes still closed, she listens as the zip of Jessica's jeans fills the room while the older girl dresses. The bedroom door opens, and Tiffany can hear Jessica's soft footsteps ( Read more... )

six.
five hundred and seventy four words.
jealousy

Tiffany's teeth are unexpectedly sharp and - when being used as a weapon against the bottom of Jessica's earlobe - hurt.

"Fany," Jessica whines softly, unsure what she has done to deserve (what looks to be like) rough treatment tonight. Tiffany doesn't respond and instead pulls away from Jessica to ( Read more... )

three.
ninety seven words
don't act like this with others

Jessica doesn't know the power she has over Tiffany. Therefore, when Tiffany feels Jessica's fingers brush against her arm not-so-innocently, she looks up, surprised. When Tiffany sees Jessica's completely innocent, rather distracted (and maybe even distraught; all the girls know that Jessica ( Read more... )