Pink and Yellow
"you were the skinny little kid in my history class sophomore year, weren't you?" brianna laughed, a bell-like little giggle. "i could have sworn that you were a faggot, you know!
Reunion- Part 1
Brett lied, vi transfered in sophomore year, so she didn't know about the past friendship between the two. "still he's a jerk, i wish we could just put him in his place!"
Winning More Than a Game
His sophomore year, an attractive, well built husky, jacob barnkoff, had transferred in from the southern parts of alaska and to his northerly hometown.
A First Time After a Fist Fight
#1 of writing prompts so here i am, pressed against this hulking mass of flesh that had been abusing me through all of sophomore year.
The Long Game
Ryan had been watching him for a while, ever since sophomore year. he realised that he couldn't ever be with sam, which was of course until he'd been bitten last year. he knew as soon as he was changed that it was the perfect opportunity.
Hermaphrodiary: Entry Three
Since my sophomore year here, we found this place. it's directly between both campus,' but only a few had the privilege of coming here. i helped start it, and i will pass the torch down to someone else. since we're seniors, i can't hand it to you.
Taking Care of Dad
He came out his sophomore year, which was a year later than some, and a year earlier than others. all-in-all, his school was a very welcoming place for a gay dog-- it ultimately became his refuge as things started to fall apart at home.
My Life as a Slave 9
#9 of mlaas my life as a slave the kiss well it was summertime after our sophomore year.
After School Break
Alan was a deep black, and had moved here sophomore year from georgia. his accent was extremely thick, practically thick enough to warrant a translator to follow him around. he slung down his bag as he walked into his room.
Lizard in a Land of Furs (part 3)
It was sophomore year that anna discovered that she was invisible. now of course she was not physically invisible, but mentally. everyone in town simple glossed over her existence.
An Apprehensive Introduction
It took until my sophomore year to start feeling better about myself. through out my bout of depression i only hung out with my friends during school hours and continue to do so. i never told them why and they never ask.
Counterparts
I'm just starting my sophomore year here at kcu. * * * my freshman year had been at the _other_ college, but i'd been too much of a 'disturbance' for double-c kccu, even covering my junk with a tarp every day. prudes.