I looked at the group around me, none of them looked even close to as bad as I felt. Bridgette least of all, she had her hair tied in a ponytail and although she was only wearing dark black jeans and a simple grey tee shirt she looked like she was modeling couture. Roman stood protectively behind...
Natasha looked up in alarm. Ricker’s eyes shifted back into the room before answering; his eyes stalling on something. “…and the window’s open.” As understanding dawned on all of us, we abandoned our coffee and ran outside like a herd of wild horses. After ...
“You must allow a great amount of deliberation for this decision. It is not to be taken lightly.” “You think the gravity of my situation has been lost to me?” a voice threw at her; exasperated, but also shaken. It was coming out of my mouth, b...
“Hair spray.” “Bobby pin.” “Hair spray.” Carmen inspected her masterpiece (A.K.A. my hair), sprayed it one more time, and then scrunched her nose in concentration. “Can I see it yet?” Carmen had my ba...