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(Prompt #5: Protagonist embarrassed on stage in a play. This will be done in 5 Acts following traditional dramatic format. This is what I honestly think is the first Easter story in the history of these boards and is a story outline that I've wanted to make real for years.) Act 1: The Exposition [/u...

Prompt 3: “Too Old to Still . . .” Yep, gonna shamelessly enter my own contest this year! Since the prompts aren’t mine, it’ll be a fun challenge to come up with a summer story I wouldn’t normally think to write. Tiny disclaimer -- the ages in this story float around 12-15, as that seems to make th...

PART ONE “Oh come on! Where is it??” Avery found herself tearing through box after box in her parents’ storage room, searching for the needle in the haystack. Why couldn’t they just write full words?! It would be so much easier that way. Instead, each box was labeled with one or two capital letters...

PART TWO Please buy it. Please buy it. Avery internally crossed her fingers. Part of her prayers were simply due to her desire to play the long abandoned game, but there was also the fact that half the tweens involved were younger siblings of some of her own friends. In her haste, Avery hadn’t thou...

PART THREE It took a little bit of back and forth, but Avery managed to convince Will. It helped that she was a high school girl masquerading as a tween. Some of his little arguments may have flummoxed Emily if Emily had made such a bold suggestion, but Avery knew how to handle the not so subtly ru...

Author's Note: I accidentally wrote most of this section in 1st person. Upon attempting to edit, I figured out that I actually liked it a little more this way. I'll try to get back and edit the previous parts to match, but right now I'm going to work on continuing for the sake of getting more poste...

PART FIVE Just like that, Danielle was taking me to her house. Before we left, she gave Will one more reminder to head home after this game. And to text her how many people were coming over, so she could get the pizza order started. It only dawned on me after agreeing to come with her that the chan...

PART SIX I’ve always been pretty carefree. The same can’t be said about a lot of cheerleaders, as certain stereotypes tend to hold up. Most things don’t bother me, though I’ll often pretend to care about the drama around me at school just for the sake of fitting in. I learned some time in middle sc...

PART SEVEN In retrospect, I should have ran. Bolted for the woods and never looked back. If I was thinking rationally, I would have realized that the picture would have simply been of my bare backside and my wet hair. Not nearly enough identifying features to pin me as the one naked in Danielle’s y...

PART EIGHT “. . .Explain.” That’s it. That’s all Danielle said as she towered over me. Maybe a bit of hyperbole, as the girl isn’t that tall. But she’s definitely my opposite in all things physical. Just above average height, curves in all the right places, and hair that always seems to be perfect,...