Grayson 1
# Grayson 1 **Saturday, May 7, 2011** Dear Diary: I've always had mixed feelings when a semester ends. On the one paw, no more papers to grade, no more timetable to hold me so strictly to the demands of a clock, no more (yaaaawn) faculty meetings....
Do you remember the first time we came here?
Jonas felt silly knocking on the door. It had been years since he showed up anywhere without calling beforehand. He knew George was in. He could even hear the TV on. He knocked again, harder this time. The show was paused and a reluctant "Coming"...
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 11
Five years. William and I had been together for five years. That's all I could think about on my way down the hall, all I could think about as I lay down in my bed with the covers pulled up to my neck, regardless of how I still remained fully dressed....
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 9
"So," she said from across the table, voice kept deliberately low. "You gonna tell me what happened? Or are you gonna have me guess?" Story about that. She's not _entirely_straight. Bisexual, or pansexual, or something - or heteroflexible, at...
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 10
I couldn't really focus through the rest of my classes - but, can you really blame me? Going through everything Zoey had said to me, thinking about all of the times I'd been annoyed with William, recalling not only what I had done with Harley but also...
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 13
I managed to get Mom to bring us by the store on the way home. She seemed a little confused at first as to why, but didn't question it. Until, of course, she let me run off with the cart to pick up whatever it was I needed... and came back with a...
A Taste of Something Else ~ Chapter 17
_Funny how things work out, isnt it? Most of the time when something like this happens, its the cheater whos trying to contact the ex and apologize, not the other way around._ That would be William's way of subtly guilting me and reminding me of...
Closer
Fourteen year-old Brady wandered into the abandoned playground, his paws stuffed deep into the pockets of his hoodie. He was shivering, despite his wolf fur and favourite blue jumper. Why Oliver felt the need to meet him at a playground at 11:30 at...
wander ~ Chapter 2
Being Monday, though, the course of the day and my mind inevitably shifted to other things. First period I was a teacher's assistant for a German class, one I'd taken the past couple years in high school but had opted out of this year - which inspired...
wander ~ Chapter 16
That night I slept better than I had in a while, and got there faster too. There was no worrying about sweet Jesus how long is it gonna take me to fall asleep, none of that goddamn I'm only gonna get five hours tonight I guess, no rolling around back...
wander ~ Chapter 21
I felt _better_about things once I got home from lunch with Lexi, even though it... wasn't exactly an all feel-good conversation. Like she'd asked, I sent her a text once I got home safely, and she got back to me within a few minutes. Maybe it was just...
Pep: The Coyote Bartender Part 2
Pep laid in bed late that night or, early that morning, fidgeting in his sleep. He heard distant screams of comrades and weapons fire, past tours in Iraq, and Afghanistan haunting his dreams. "Come on," Pep screamed, waving his arm towards his...