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100 Word Story – Grades (Part Three)

She didn’t see me the entire time; I managed to hide behind one of the columns in the parking lot. I got so close, so close to confronting her about this enticing act she’s been putting on, but I had to stop from revealing myself.

“Thanks for picking me up today, baby.”

“Anytime.”

Mary was huddled in the arms of a man, kissing up on his chin with her arms wrapped around him. Surely this was a test of my mettle, of my unwavering fortitude. I couldn’t help but to chuckle.

Mary looked around the lot, “Did you hear something?”

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100 Word Story – Grades (Part Two)

Simmonds seemed to pick up the pace as she headed for the parking lot; it looked like she was in a rush to leave the campus grounds.

I could relate to that, though. The college was always crowed with people going back and forth between rooms across the various floors, large gatherings happening outside in the lawn and grass areas—the campus was just full of people. Perhaps Simmonds didn’t like being around people.

My heart began to flutter at the thought of Simmonds getting nervous around other people, “Don’t worry, my sweet, sweet Mary. I’ll protect you from everybody.”

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100 Word Story – Grades (Part One)

“For the rest of the semester you shall be focusing on creating your history thesis paper on which historical figure had the smallest impact on globalization. You have three months to research, draft, and edit before you submit your final paper, which you can turn in any time.”

Professor Simmonds announced the conclusion of class for the day and collected her things. The rest of us—the students—followed behind and gathered our things and began to leave.

As for me, I sat down a bit longer, carefully watching her from behind.

I need you to be mine, all mine.

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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Finale)

I collected a small pile of clothing and undergarments in my suitcase, and headed for the front door. With a heavy heart, I sighed, “It’s for the best.”

As I turned around to walk down the hallway, I saw Stella running down the steps, trying to chase me down. She was in a small state of panic, almost hysterical, “Amelie, wait. Please, don’t leave.”

My heart was still tied down to a false romance, but I had to force myself to break away. “Silence. You’ve had your time trying to keep me, and you sullied it.”

“S’il vous plaît…”

“Non…”

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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Four)

Stella barely made contact with me throughout the night, only saying words when we were at the dinner table.

“This lacks salt, pass the shaker.” “The steak is extra dry, no moisture whatsoever.”

I offered to make her another but she simply grunted and walked away from the table; that would be the last time we were in the same room. When it came time to sleep, I knocked on our bedroom door, asking if it was okay for me to enter.

“Sleep on the couch tonight,” she answered.

I wanted to believe that she cared, even just a bit.

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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Three)

Like a loyal pup to an owner, I ran to the front door at the first sound of keys jingling. My spine shivered with electric pulses, making me tremble even down at the knee. My eyes didn’t dare look away from the front door; I wanted to see my love walk through at the exact moment.

As the doorknob turned and the door slid open, I greeted Stella with a warm, passionate smile, “Welcome home, dear.”

A pair of irritated, hazel eyes met mine for a brief moment. Stella walked past me without even acknowledging me.

“She… must be tired.”

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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part Two)

The warmth from the fireplace may have warmed up my body, but I still felt frozen on the inside, even through the thick blanket wrapped around me from the bedroom. The fire was roaring and cracking in the brick fire pit. The engulfed logs and timber seemed to dance away as it burned up and turned into rising black fumes.

Even with such a beautiful show of nature in front of me my mind didn’t wander away from Stella—I yearned for her dearly.

My own mind began to tempt me, the fire cackling out and saying her name, “Stella.”

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100 Word Story – One-Sided Desire (Part One)

I couldn’t help myself from staring out of the front lawn window, awaiting for her to return. Even though the blinding sun was overhead, I just couldn’t look away from the thin glass in front. Every second she’s away from me I could feel my body burning up inside, longing to have her by my side.

My hand pressed against the window, feeling the cold sting of the wintertime weather on my palm, “I hope you don’t freeze out there. I would freeze up should you not come home.”

My eyes glanced up and down the sidewalk, waiting for her.

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100 Word Story – Large Foods (Finale)

Sarah’s high heels clacked against the sidewalk with every step. I couldn’t help but sigh when I saw the total bill at the bottom of the receipt again.

“Jesus,” I groaned, “this is gonna eat a hole in my wallet.”

I felt Sarah’s nails dig a bit into my upper arm as we spoke, “… I’m sorry for getting out of hand.”

As much as I wanted to be angry at her, I had no right; I said some pretty nasty stuff too. With a heavy sigh, I kissed her forehead, “I’m sorry, too.”

“Do you mean it?”

“I do.”

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100 Word Story – Large Foods (Part Four)

We didn’t look at each other for the rest of the night, eating our food in silence. Whenever the waiter came over to check on us we spoke for ourselves, never acknowledging the other. It was the same way when we ordered more food and desserts: no eye contact, no communication.

As I was eating my way through my steak, that’s when I came to the realization, “Holy shit, everything’s being charged to my card…”

After a never-ending war of silence, I looked at Sarah and said “You’ll have to chip in on the bill.”

She sucked her teeth, “Cheapskate.”

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100 Word Story – Large Foods (Part Three)

There was a strange silence between the two of us after airing out some small grievances. Aside from the loud chatter from the other patrons around us, the only sound we made was the clang from silverware hitting our plates.

Wanting to reach a common ground, I began to speak while I moved a meatball around with a fork, “I think we took things a bit further this time.”

Sarah glared at me, “It only started because you said my ass was big.”

“It’s true. It’s not my fault that everything you eat goes straight there.”

“Fuck you, tiny dick!”

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100 Word Story – Large Foods (Part Two)

The waiter brought us our food, most of what’s on the platter going over to Sarah’s half of the table. Steak, baked potatoes, macaroni and cheese, the works—all of that was just for her. All I had in front of me was just a simple plate of pasta and a side of breadsticks.

“Do you really plan on eating all that, woman?” I blatantly asked.

“Think I can’t?” she replied.

“With that big mouth, it’s possible.”

“Too bad I can’t say the same thing about your dick.”

“Wait, what?”

“It’s too small to even fit in my ‘big mouth.’”

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