Hey! I wrote over 1000 words for Dorian's story today, so I'm feeling pretty accomplished. And crazy enough, this was written one month after Jackie's birthday, so o_O [and technically this happened a month ago].

( Angst-ridden Dorian )

Guess when I wrote this one! 8D
Set...uh...I don't know. After spring break sometime? I think the continuity of the plot is messed up in this one, but I'll figure it out later.

( 53 - Wait )

Apparently James wanted to be an angstbucket? Some random chatter with Dorian after they explain everything to Jade. Written in both Brit Lit and Film class.

( Angst and Rage! )

All right, Alex. You best comment on this entry since it is based on you.

The letter James wrote to Molly (and, of course, never sent), but he gives it to her at their reunion...uh...fifteen years later? And then with an added note from Molly at the bottom.


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more of james's story.

I stood up and slowly walked over and it felt exactly like the scene in a romance movie where the guy walks across the crowded room toward the girl and everything around him slows down with that one single spotlight illuminating the girl. Like I said, cliché, but that’s just what her presence did to me. She was so distracted ( Read more... )

now he gets his own story? well, at least it'll shut him up.
my first attempt at first person pov.

Allow me to intrude into your mind for several hundred pages. I’m quite sure you won’t mind; my story is a complicated one, filled with moments of triumph as well as sorrows that seem to last for eons. It may sound like any other story at this point, ( Read more... )

that short little story i wrote for derico instead of two journals. :D definitely still got 100% on the assignment.

[flashback to their high school years!] [because technically right now, they’re both 35.]

“I’ve got a good reason,” James said suddenly as he and Dorian lounged in his family room, attempting to do homework that they had been ( Read more... )

the official start of it all between molly and james. totally incomplete.

Their eyes met across the restaurant and Molly knew immediately that her evening was about to get interesting. Blushing lightly, she turned her gaze away from the light-haired man and returned to the Coke she was sipping on, lounging against the bar of the club, attempting ( Read more... )