Caught Clueless Chapter ElevenCaught Clueless Chapter Eleven by violetfireflies
When I woke up, I saw nothing but black, thick and suffocating, like tar. There were faint rustling noises that had disturbed my moment of peacefulness and solitude. I blinked and tried to focus my vision. A small glowing light from the hallway found its way under the crack of the door and reminded me that I was in a hospital room. The throbbing in my head had settled into a dull ache, and my shoulder was stiff and bruised. I sat up slowly, pushing off the sheets that had gotten bunched up and tangled around my arms. As the room came into focus, I saw there was a glow from the city coming in through the window and casting dynamic splashes of light and shadows over the bed.
Deep, rhythmic breathing enveloped the room in a heavy pulse, like it was alive and sleeping itself. The atmosphere was uncomfortably hot and stuffy. I pushed the hair from my face and tried to settle back into my chair, but the rustling noises were growing louder and more intense. I realized that it was Chase. He wa
Rose is the Warmest Color- Chapter 12Owen was obviously embarrassed, so I quickly thought of something to make him feel better. I waved my arms at him.Rose is the Warmest Color- Chapter 12 by lonelyxsonata
“Look at me, I’m not even dressed for a date! I was meaning to go to sleep in these clothes!” It was true, all I had on were grey sweats and a black tank top.
I could see him start to calm down and he eventually laughed. He glanced at me and shook his head, “I am looking at you. I would take you out even if you wore a garbage bag.”
We both laughed nervously, the tension between nearly dissolved. I smiled at him and shyly patted his back. “Let’s go to the bar then. I kind of would like to see my sister and cousins dance. Hopefully they do bad enough to make me feel better about my performance.”
We walked together in silence to the Brass Bar and sat on some bar stools by the bar. By now, Joyce was out performing with Alma. They were doing some lyrical dancing to a song I did not know. A man with a bushy beard named Hayden asked
Rose is the Warmest Color- Chapter 7“Hey give that back!!” Chloe demanded as she jumped up and down, trying to reach for the picture. Owen held it up a bit higher, although I didn’t understand why he would have to do that. He was at least three feet taller than her. Maybe more….Rose is the Warmest Color- Chapter 7 by lonelyxsonata
“Not so fast, kiddo. I just have a few questions first for Rose, if that’s okay.” He looked at me with a hopeful look in his eyes. I frantically thought of ways I could weasel my way out of this.
Chloe stomped her foot on the ground and look impatient, “No fair! I came to see her and talk to her, not for you to hog her all to yourself. And don’t grip that picture too hard, you’ll ruin it!”
Their bickering was interrupted by a sudden door slam. We all looked back at the door and saw Marina standing behind me with her hands clasped together. She looked starstruck as her gaze drifted from me to Owen, then to me again.
She opened her arms wide open, “Well hello there! You must Ow
Rose is the Warmest Color - Chapter 9Author's Note: I finally get to introduce a rival! So exciting as always, feel free to critique!Rose is the Warmest Color - Chapter 9 by lonelyxsonata
P.S. Next chapter contains strong language, just a heads up!
“You know what I think?” Marina casually said as she sewed beads into her new top, “I think they hired you because of your figure.”
We both were sitting on the floor of our room. I was hardly paying attention after receiving Owen’s letter; my mind was too preoccupied with scheming a plan that would prevent him from ever coming to Gents’ Night. I barely heard Marina’s last bit, “Huh? What do you mean?”
Marina shrugged and looked up, “Because you have a butt.”
I stifled a laugh and looked away, “You would too if you had to learn hip hop instead of belly dancing. There's a lot of squatting involved, you'd be surprised. You have nice curves and a strong core.”
She waved my compliment away, “You got killer curves though. You’re per
ChaseXNima: I Do Ch. 5ChaseXNima Ch. 5ChaseXNima: I Do Ch. 5 by animecomic7
She thought for hours and hours, and just when the sun fell, she knew.
It was 16 o' clock and she ran towards the peachy-colored hair man's house. Nima didn't have time to knock, so she opened it. "Chase, go with me." Chase arose from his chair. "Say.. What?" Nima panted, Please go with me to the festival tonight."
Chase smiled happily, "Really? You choose.. me? I don't mean that I didn't want you to choose me. But.. me?" Nima nodded and laughed, "Yes, really." she grinned. They stood there in their happy moment.Chase stumbled towards his room. I should get ressed. I-I mean.. dressed. I mean dressed." he laughed nervously. Nima giggled, "Yeah, I should get going." They waved goodbye.
When Nima entered her house, she panicked, "Oh man, what am I going to wear?" She thought for a second. "Candice!!" she ran towards her phone, dialed the Tailor's, and waited impatiently. "Tailor Shop, Candice speaking." her voice was so low it almost seemed as if she were whispering.
HM ChaseXNima: I Do Ch. 3Nima ran after her. "Wait, Maya! Maya!!" Maya finally came to a stop, panting, "Why, Nima!? Huh? You did this on PURPOSE! You KNOW I like Chase!!" she yelled at her with tears covering her eyes. "I-I didn't know!" Nima stuttered. Maya gave her the death glare, "So you DO like Chase! Why didn't you tell me!?" Maya cried again, sniffing. "Because I didn't KNOW!" Nima shouted. She almost felt like crying too. Her throat hurt from yelling. She couldn't breathe. She was trembling. Maya sobbed some more, "I HATE you!!" she turned and ran away.HM ChaseXNima: I Do Ch. 3 by animecomic7
She watched her as she ran towards town. Nima sighed, wiping away the small tears. She didn't know how to face her anymore. Nima walked back to Chase's house and saw Chase next to the failed dish. He scowled, "This tastes.... Awful." Nima kneeled next to him, "Chase, Maya-" Chase sighed, "I don't care about Maya. Let her run and cry. I don't care." Nima stared at him. "Why not teach her to cook?" He stared at the failed dish. "Because she can't."
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