Danny Rogan slumped disconsolately on the edge of his bed. Just one more punishment. And for what? Lingering too long at the farm enjoying the sight of a newborn calf. Things were just getting worse and worse in this awful cottage. Being brave was one thing. No matter what his mother and father expected of him, being home was the only thing. He gazed out of the bay window to where the branches of the trees in the shadowy...

I watch you from the distance slicing  the air with your sword with grace and wielding it with incredible agility my heart pounds at your presence but can you feel me  droplets of water from the mist run down my face as I continue my intense surveillance needing your arms around me knowing it isnt possible and time slips  into a new dimension where things are better  than they are and you look at me  my heart stops and my...

I wake up because ‘Overrated’ by Tim McGraw is playing as my wake up alarm for school. I grab my phone as I start singing along, I`ve been in an over-happy, elated mood since Sir had said goodbye. After he had kissed my forehead, he got into his car and drove off, hanging his arm out the window, waving goodbye. I smile to myself as I recall the event. My parents had asked how my day went when they got home; I told them ev...

I look at the clothes that are placed in my hands and already know that they`re his because of the masculine scent that fills my nostrils. Ahh. They smell so good! I put on the clothing and have to roll up the shirt sleeves and pant legs because he`s so much taller than me. I revel in his scent by shoving the sleeves into my face once more before I walk out of the bathroom. I walk down stairs to meet Sir at the bottom; he...

The day comes to an end, and it`s time to leave. It didn't get as boring after my friends left as I thought it would, so that`s good. I ring up sir and ask if he can pick me up. He agrees and says that he`s on the way. I decide to wait for Sir outside. So I leave the building and spot a bench that looks inviting. I start to make my way over then take a seat. After a couple minutes, I spot the Impala and stand up. I take a...

When I got home yesterday, mum had gotten the hair dyes that I had kindly asked for, bright purple, blue, pink and orange. I dyed it straight away so I could have it for TAFE today. It`s like in a rainbow cascading down my to my lower ribs. It`s amazing! I`m still heaps excited for TAFE too. I`ve been waiting for today to come for ages, and It`s finally here. When I got on the bus, I went to sit next To Vie, but instead s...

I`m sitting in science listening to our teacher; a middle-aged man with a bit of a gut and greying hair. Well, I`m not actually listening but day dreaming about Mr Jacobs. Was he actually going to kiss me? Was I about to actually kiss him there and then? Oh my gosh, I wish I found out so that I wasn’t sitting here all lesson turning over what happened just before I came to this class. I got up with my face burning after w...

“Jessica!” Violet screams as she engulfs me into an enormous hug when I sit next to her on the bus. We haven’t seen each other since I got knocked out last week. I went to the doctor, and he told me to stay home for the week and rest up. At school last week, sir didn’t come back either, which sucked! I went back to sleep after an hour or so after Mr Jacobs left, mainly because I was waiting for him to come back. I was wok...

I give him a confused look and then go back to drawing. He just lies there watching. His aroma is so intoxicating that it`s really hard to concentrate on my Aztec. “You`re really good Jess. What sort of drawing is this?” he asks, finally breaking the silence and causing a slight blush to coat my cheeks. “Thanks, It`s Aztec, well that`s what I call it anyway,” I reply averting his gaze. “You understand why I gave you a det...

We`re sitting in English and guess what? Our teacher is MrJacobs. Mrs Susan isn`t in today, so he`s taking her classes; lucky us! “Alright, so Mrs Susan left some work for me. I`d rather watch videos and do a find a word. Something about the white Australian policy over reading and writing heaps of boring stuff,” Mr Jacobs states to the class cheerfully. Sometimes he acts so young that I forget he`s a teacher. A few of us...

‘Caw, Caw’ the birds call from the top of my driveway as I wait for the bus that is running late. I hear the rumble of the vehicle before it comes into sight, “finally” I say aloud. I start to walk towards it then jump on when it comes to a halt. The trip is long, but not boring; Violet and I talked and laughed the whole way there, she seems to be in a better mood than yesterday arvo thankfully. We finally pull up at the...

When we make it back to our bags, the bells ring out. “See, told ya`s,” Violet grins. “So you did” I grin back though I can`t shake the feeling like I did something behind her back with her boyfriend; even though we didn’t really. “Kay, see ya,” I say to Violet as I give her a hug then head off to the textiles room. Shit, I forgot to tell the rest of the class like Sir told me to. Jason gives her a quick goodbye kiss on t...

“Hey, ready for PE?” Violet asks as we make our way towards the gymnasium. Violet and I have been best friends for a couple years now, although it feels like a lifetime. We`re pretty much sisters, we call each other sisters, people even sometimes asks us if we`re sisters because we are so close. We may not look the same, but we defiantly act and think he same. She has medium length dark brown hair, brown eyes, curvy figur...

PrologueMy body shook with silent laughter as he ran his fingers down my back. He flipped me over and stared down at me adoringly.“God, you’re beautiful.” His voice was husky and smelt of cloves. He must have taken up smoking again. I didn’t answer him with words, though my lips said it all.He pulled away a little breathless and asked, “What time…what time are your parents expecting you home?” I smiled. “Not till six. We...

This is a delicate matter,the consummation of forbidden love.Regrettably, I have exhausted all of my impulsesin my previous lives,and now see only consequences,and once seen, they can not be ignored.It is the line in the sand that the tidewill never wash away.Oh, to be soulless,To see only the paint and not the canvas,To hear only the music and not the words.But that is to be untrue to myself,and the bard warned me about...