Sophia & Chad

Chapter Twenty-One

*Julian*

"He called again," Kerri tells me the second I walk by her desk, she gets up and follows me, a folder in her hand. I keep my back to her and my guard up, the tightening in my jaw is the only outer sign how much her words affect me, instead I strut into my office and over to my chair, "keep telling him I'm busy"

With my back still to her I can feel her eyes staring at me, she sighs loudly, yes that is disapproval I hear. Pretending to be searching for a book on the shelf behind my desk I don't turn around, neither do I hear Kerri leaving my office.

"Problem?" I ask slightly...

Chapter Seventeen

*Sam*

This morning just doesn’t sit right with me, from the moment I woke up I was in a grump, and not the I haven’t had my coffee yet type but the I just made a fool of myself last night slash have to face people I don’t want to face slash where the hell are my favourite jeans grump.

Elena watches me slump around the room and I try to act more… chipper, I don’t know, more like me. Not this woman, this grown woman, who can barely put one foot in front of the other, who’s brain is racing so fast I can barely speak without stumbling over the words.

I groan in frustration....

*Brooke*

When Abby was a baby she cried all the time, I spent nights pacing up and down trying to figure out what was wrong with her. By that point in my life worry had become like a second nature to me and yet I still wasn’t use to it. Sawyer had been such a loud and happy baby, she only ever cried when something was wrong, and Keith had been such an easy baby, I barely remember him crying, and when he was a newborn I use to constantly check to see he was still breathing because he’d be so silent. Abby was a learning curve, I tried everything and nothing seemed to work. After five very...

Chapter Six

*Brooke*

When I was a child I use to have a lot of sleepless nights, ones where I stayed up waiting for a kiss goodnight that never came, or wondered why my parents didn’t seem to love me like other parents, or nights where I was kept awake by their yelling and screaming, and I wondered why they couldn’t love each other. As a teenager my sleepless nights were for a different reason – parties, boys, parties, and more boys.

There have always been reasons to stop me sleeping, then I moved into this house and I seemed to get a whole new life. New home, new chance at love, new family,...

And how can I stand here with you
And not be moved by you
Would you tell me how could it be
Any better than this
-Everything, Lifehouse

The year was 2003. Four people and over five hundred homes were lost to a bushfire in Canberra, Australia. The United States Department of Homeland Security officially began their operation. Same sex marriage is a go in Belgium. An estimated eleven million people worldwide take to the streets to protest against the coming war with Iraq. Nearly two hundred lives end in the Daegue subway fire in South Korea, not long after in Rhode Island one hundred die in a concert...

I wrote my last article for our school publication when I was a freshie in highschool and after that I haven't been writing much so forgive me if this isn't as great as I hope it would be.

Brucas is not your conventional type of couple. Mark never desired them to be. They don't appear to be the couple. They break rules. They are carefree. They have fun. They have issues. Most of all, they are unexpected and they share that experience with us. They make us feel what it's like to be in a relationship, it's one hell of a rollercoaster ride - you fear it but you get excited by it, it makes you puke...