Where Oh Where Has My Little Were Gone?
Maggie was pacing the floor in her feral form. Her fur was standing on end and she wouldn't eat a bite. Verona was a mess, dealing with her emotions now that she couldn't hold them back. The elder Hardwicks were trying to hold the...
I Hope You Consider Joining
In fact, i'm captain of track team at aster high." i could hear his tail wagging after he said that. "oh, that's where i'm enrolling at." "that's so cool! you should join the track team. we are always looking for new members." "maybe, i don't know.
On the Tracks
Jun muttered to his groin as the creaks became clearly heard over the sound of the train rattling down the tracks. abruptly, as the carriage hit a particularly rough patch of rail, the denim gave up the ghost with a sharp tearing sound.
Around the Track.
“we do on the race track." kent turned around to look at him, lazing out on the sofa still. “did, on the race track…" he corrected himself. kent was more of a starlet now.
Track Star
The cheetah was one of the university's hopefuls; a recently recruited track star fresh out of high school that had dominated the state track and field championship.
In My Wildest Dreams Ch. 18 It Suits him Right
He mentioned me in both cross country and track and field and then he introduced all of the lettermen in each sport. afterward we filed up to the buffet and got our dinners.
Whispering Twins (Part 5)
We will be sharing the track with mr. lazerus's gym class." he lowered his board and nodded, "alright, weather's nice, outside track."
Changing track
Melody and britney had lost track of time, they had no idea how long they'd been passed around between the group of men.
Twice bitten, once shy: Chapter 1
Since track and field was objective it gave lex a chance to just jog lazily around the track or talk to abby. abby martin was the girl who had run beside him at tryouts. not only was she pretty, but she was super nice too.
Track Team
Before him loomed the cheetah, rico, the star captain of the track team, and though the male was no different in size to himself, he poised his height over the digimon with a snickering sneer on his muzzle.
Track Meet
After their cool down lap around the track, the track team went to hit the showers as they did after every meet. as all the various species of competitors came into the locker room, the smell of adolescent sweat filled the air.
back tracking
Red lands hard on the ground '' ouch''\* his legs start giving him the feeling of ice-cold needles stabbing into his legs \* red '' as much as I love our hellfire attack I fucking hate the side effect of my landing everytime "oh i forgot about that...