Vanilla, chocolate, strawberry
Name: Dream-Chan
Story: Snapshots
Title: Back again
Challenge: Vanilla 27 (Routines), Chocolate 4 (Frustration), Strawberry 24 (Ink)
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Isabelle, Kevin
Word Count: 194
Notes: A new series set within a group of individuals and their interactions with the world. The main story goes through the ages of 15-18 of the main character Isabelle. There are several sequals and a prequal planned.
Isabelle sat down heavily on the hard plastic chair behind the first desk that she found. Already she regretted coming to this school, after all she could get a scholarship to a private school, but no she had to promise an idiot that they would go to the same high school.
“Hey Izzy! Long time no see”
‘Speak of the devil and he will appear,’ she thought tiredly as she watched the more energetic boy plop down in the desk next to her.
“Do you have to sit in the front like a geek Izzy?” he asked his voice, as it did usually, grating on her nerves.
“Yes, I do Kevin,” She ground out, “But you certainly don’t. In fact why do you find somewhere
else to sit.”
“Don’t call me Kevin, Izzy. Nah, I’d rather annoy you.” He sang out, poking her cheek with his ruler.
‘Must not stab him with my pen,’ she thought savagely, ‘must not give him ink poisoning.’
“Your still a B cup huh Izzy? I thought your chest would have grown by now.”
‘That’s it!’
“Ow! Hey! NO! NO! get away from me with that pen Izzy! IZZY!”
Story: Snapshots
Title: Back again
Challenge: Vanilla 27 (Routines), Chocolate 4 (Frustration), Strawberry 24 (Ink)
Rating: PG-13
Characters: Isabelle, Kevin
Word Count: 194
Notes: A new series set within a group of individuals and their interactions with the world. The main story goes through the ages of 15-18 of the main character Isabelle. There are several sequals and a prequal planned.
Isabelle sat down heavily on the hard plastic chair behind the first desk that she found. Already she regretted coming to this school, after all she could get a scholarship to a private school, but no she had to promise an idiot that they would go to the same high school.
“Hey Izzy! Long time no see”
‘Speak of the devil and he will appear,’ she thought tiredly as she watched the more energetic boy plop down in the desk next to her.
“Do you have to sit in the front like a geek Izzy?” he asked his voice, as it did usually, grating on her nerves.
“Yes, I do Kevin,” She ground out, “But you certainly don’t. In fact why do you find somewhere
else to sit.”
“Don’t call me Kevin, Izzy. Nah, I’d rather annoy you.” He sang out, poking her cheek with his ruler.
‘Must not stab him with my pen,’ she thought savagely, ‘must not give him ink poisoning.’
“Your still a B cup huh Izzy? I thought your chest would have grown by now.”
‘That’s it!’
“Ow! Hey! NO! NO! get away from me with that pen Izzy! IZZY!”