A Master From Hell - 1"Katie .."
A female voice could be heard out in the hallway, behind Katies door. Katie slowly opened her eyes and met sunshine that hit her face. She muttered a few angry words, and really hated to wake up to sunshine. "Katie!" the woman called again, however it was louder this time. "Okay!" Katie called irritated back and didn't register who it was who called her. Footsteps could be heard disappear down the hallway, so Katie got a little peace. Her eyes went slowly around the room she was in and sighed at the sight of her common bedroom. She had had the same dream again. The dream where she would run away from this nightmare. She kept looking around until her gaze fell on her alarm clock and she had to hold back a gasp. It was already half past ten! She should be ready and down the hall in about twenty minutes. Her master would be home at twelve o'clock, and he would be furious if all his girls weren't down to bid ham welcome. Before ten seconds where past, Katie was already out of be
The abduction "HEY!"
Susan Sharp was lifted up in the air by her waist from behind and squeezed in a tight hug. She liked it, but she didn't like when it happened so suddenly.
"How're you doing?" the voice she knew would come said to her cheerfully.
"Fine, but how 'bout you put me down before I smack you?"
Instantly she was put down by her overenthusiastic boyfriend and she turned around facing the tall boy she had been dating for the last month. His name was Jack Peterson, and he was about 188cm from top to bottom, 17 years old, thin and not what you'd call muscular, had green eyes, wild brown hair that went everywhere at once and almost always wore hooded sweaters with pockets on the stomach (this time it was blue) and jeans. Ever since she got to know him he had been a weirdo to her, always with a smile on his face, trying to make a joke of almost everything and laughing at everything and nothing at once, but somehow that attracted her t
A Bar Scene"Good evening."
"Evening. Slow night, huh?"
"Its an out of the way place I've got here. Keeps the patrons small. What can I get you?"
"What do you suggest for a man who has lost everything he's ever loved?"
"Rough day, eh? Try this."
"You bet... That's not half bad."
"Why don't you tell your troubles, buddy? It'll probably help more than that glass or any of these bottles."
"Hee, you wouldn't believe me."
"If these walls could talk they'd tell you tales that you wouldn't believe. Try me, friend."
"If you insist. Let's see. Guess it started a few weeks ago. I was in the park sketching when I saw the most beautiful girl in the world. She was in the branches of the live oak I was sitting under. If you could have seen her..."
"Sounds like Cupid hit you hard."
"No kidding. Didn't even see her until she dropped down next to me. Wanted to know what I was drawing. It was just some crappy sketches of trees and a few people, but she thought they were amazing. We started talking, it was nice. She
Dorms Part 1Going to college isn't easy and I usually blow through school. All through high school I was a straight "A" student. I was all work no play. At law school you have to focus; that means no time for friends, family or boyfriends. Until I met Brandon.
I was the typical nerd, long blonde hair pulled back in a tight pony tail and glasses. I never got into trouble, never did drugs or drank. I was the kind of girl who's high school diploma was hanging on her mother's fridge. Izabelle Johansson, the perfect student. Almost the polar opposite of Brandon. He was the type of guy who always got what he wanted. If you disagreed, he'd convince you otherwise. No wonder he was in law school; he had the power of persuasion on his side. Brandon went to parties, was extremely sexy and lived one dorm away from me.
Brandon was my only friend, if you call talking to him once a month a friend, but it worked for me. That was until he transferred into my business and finance class. Finally, after sitting next