Goodbye to Sandra DeeBiting her lip, she stepped away from the car. Without turning back to say one final goodbye she walked back to her dorm.
It ran through her head like an action replay of any sports event.
Asking her to go to dinner with him obviously wasnt as innocent as it seemed, although she thought it way out of proportion.
She was not used to being asked out on a date, or being pursued by someone she didnt know personally.
Ill miss you. He was serious when he said it and it scared her.
She wasnt sure what to do. He wasnt rushing into things. He really liked her. She didnt want to crush his heart because she liked him too, though she wanted to know more about him other than hes a sweetheart and funny.
Still replaying the scene over and over in her head she started biting her lip again: He leaned over and kissed her cautiously on the lips. She kissed him back, thinking that no harm could be done of it.
I do not have sexual tens
DevARTs 12th Birthday - MadlibFor deviantART's 12th birthday, the staff decided to throw a t.a.r.d.i.s. blue surprise party for Fella. They gathered at Fella's favorite restaurant, The Fancy Llama, with presents in hand. Llama brought Fella to the door and once they stepped in, all of the staff screamed, "Expelliarmus!!" Fella was so shocked that he instantly poked. He opened his presents to find that Llama had given him 12 sporks. He was amazed! He would never forget that night.
Grace PeriodWhen you're 21, you think you own the world
Being able to drink legally in The States
And able to be on your own
But when you start to grow up
Do you ever really grow up?
You become 22, 23, 24
And once you hit 25, you're not a child anymore
You're not young anymore
You have to start settling down,
Have a boy/girl friend,
Have a family
But you want to focus on your career
You don't even have a career yet
A few part-time jobs later
And you still unsure what to do with your life
But you do have a passion
One that you left with once graduating the University
And you don't want to do anything else
So where does that leave you now?
Roaming the streets looking for some easy cash?
No, you're searching through craigslist
Desperately looking for your big break
Five thousand cover letters and resumes later
You're still left with nothing
Just another post-grad
Two years out of the dorms, actually
With fading knowledge from classes back then
Tons of student loans to pay off on top of your eve