It was a hot late August day, I was just finishing up dinner with my parents after we had spent the day moving stuff into my dorm. As we drove back to campus, I knew I was minutes away from freedom. I was about to start my freshman year of college, two hours away from home, two hours away from my parents. I had always been very studious. I was a straight-A student all through High School. I also spent most of my junior an...

Emilia immediately sends a text to all of her fuck buddies the moment she gets home. It is quite simple to understand, being direct to the point. 'I'm in love with someone now. We can't have sex anymore.' It is going to be difficult to give up her adventurous fuckfests, but she is more than willing to do it to be in a proper relationship with Mark. That is what someone like him deserves: a caring and faithful girlfriend,...

The next morning, Mark wakes up having calmed down from his anger last night. He now regrets his decision to speak to Emilia in such a manner. True, she was horrible to him, but now that he thinks about it, it's not her fault that her rich parents spoiled her rotten and her friends put her up on a pedestal, eventually making her believe she is better than everyone else. She is just a victim like he is, albeit one of exces...

Emilia wakes up, yawning. The blonde girl moves her covers over to the side, sitting up in her bed. She runs her slender fingers through her mane of thick hair, glancing out the window of her third-floor bedroom. The view, as usual, is excellent. But she can't afford to just sit here all day long. With a sigh, the teenager gets up and starts walking to her large bathroom, pausing to take some clothes from her closet and a...

Josh couldn't be more unlike his father, for all of the usual, stereotypical reasons. Josh was smart, had good grades, was good with computers. He was on his high school's chess club and debate team, and hadn't played a sport since a particularly bad asthma attack in his last year of Little League. His father, on the other hand, while by no means unintelligent, fit the jock stereotype perfectly. He was obsessed with follo...

ROOM 102. RAVENWOOD LIBRARY. Mahogany shelves lined with thick hardbacks section the library into narrow aisles as high windows provide the only source of light. The room is tranquil and dimly lit by the setting sun, signaling the end of a school day. Sunset. This game seems to be processing time. Is it in real-time? How long have I been playing? Just then, an icy chill prickles my skin as a draft blows through. The zephy...

Warning: All characters in this story are at or above the legal age of 18. This story contains reluctance which may not be suitable for all readers. * * * * * “Save it for outside the classroom, Miss Croft.” The Professor motions with his hand towards the exit. Does he really want me to walk outside in this condition? “Perhaps you should visit the locker room, located in the South wing, before going to any after school co...

7 May 2021 My name is April Fool and this is my diary. Today was my sixteenth birthday. What a bizarre and strange day it's been. I'm totally weirded out by the whole thing even if it has been the bestest day ever.  Last night when I went to sleep mine was a normal life. A single child with loving parents, my mind filled with everyday teenage concerns: Is that a spot or blemish on my chin? What's the best concealer? Why i...