ALEX

I slowly walked over to Connor sitting on my bed and extended my hand out to him. He looked at me questioningly but I remained silent and pulled him up on his feet.

“Al?” he said hesitantly as I took a step forward and rested my hands on his shoulders. They did not remain there for long as I slowly started tracing the muscles in his chest. “What you doing?”

My fingers trailed over his rib cage and I met his gaze. “What happened between you and Keith?” I muttered.

His body stiffened beneath my touch and he directed his gaze to a spot on the wall an inch after from my eyes. To anyone else it would look like our eyes met but I knew better.

“I told you Alex,” he growled, “He checked me against the glass, said a few choice words, I snapped and we were put in the penalty box as a result.”

“I see,” I whispered as my hand found his last rib and paused. My gaze dropped to the floor briefly before I looked up again and pressed my index and middle finger into his left side.

A sense of alarm flashed over his face and it took a few moments for him to reveal that he was in pain.

His eyes snapped back to mine as my fingers relaxed and continued their roaming. “I thought you said you were tired last night,” I accused.

“I was.”

Not taking my eyes off his this time, and hands were inches away from his left shoulder when I firmly touched until he winced. But this time, instead of letting me continue, he detangled himself from me and took a step back before turning and facing the wall.

“Care to change your story?” I asked. I was debating whether or not to sit on the bed but in the end I decided against it. I didn’t need to give him more of a height advantage then he already had.

“It doesn’t fucking matter.” I cringed at his language. He turned around and took a small step towards me but there was still a foot between us. “Someone obviously said something they weren’t suppose to.”

Hey guys!

First of all, I would like to wish everyone a very happy new year.


Second of all, I have a new story out entitled Just There.
http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2457520/1/

Summary: Alright, I'll admit it, I somehow fell for the bad boy - but never in a million years did I think that I would also fall for his roommate

Check it out and let me know what you think!

ALEX

OTI: Chapter 12

“Considering I haven’t even been here for a minute and you already look like you want to kill me,” an amused voice called out in front of me, “I should probably take the hint and escape while I still can,” Connor laughed as I turned and met his eyes.

“I, um, no,” I stuttered, eventually trailing off due to lack of words as I took a minute to observe the boy in front of me. He wore a dark pair of jeans and a forest green polo that complemented his blue eyes quite nicely. I would almost go to see that he was dressed up for something if it wasn’t for the state of his hair which was stick up in all sorts of odd directions. He must have taken a shower, fallen asleep directly after and hasn’t bothered to look in a mirror since. He causally leaned on the doorframe as a smile grace his lips but he didn’t say another word. We both knew I was checking him out but thankfully, his lips remained sealed.

My attention went to his left hand in which he was mindlessly swinging his keys on a lanyard. Every few seconds he would hit something but didn’t seem bothered by it. I shivered as a gust of air hit me from the hall and it was only then when I realized he was not wearing or coat, or even holding a coat. And since it was November in upper New York, there was no excuse.

Just as I was about to open my mouth to lecture him, he placed his free hand on my back and gently pushed me back into the room so we weren’t standing out where everyone could see. My eyes never left his as he silent closed the door behind him and back me up against the wall in our small hall.

Without saying another word, he leaned down and kissed my forehead before I finally responded to his touch and wrapped my hand around his neck tilting his head further. This was all he need as not even a second later; his lips came crashing down on mine.

My body felt like it was on fire as I felt him smile into the kiss as he pulled me closer. Just as I was about to lose all reasonable thought, somebody in the distant cleared their throat.

I guess I should probably mention that even though you cannot see the door from the living room, the part in the hallway where he positioned us was completely in sight.

Connor’s eye snapped up meet two sets of piercing eyes – eyes belonging to Haley and Megan.

“Crap,” he muttered before instantly releasing me and putting at least four feet between our bodies.

Hey guys!

Imagine this...I'm still alive. And I know, I really suck because I haven't updated in a while. My excuses? The same school...lack of ambition.

Plus, I've started working on new projects: want to hear them?
STORY #1
Title: Just There
Summary: Alright, I can admit it, I fell for the bad boy but never in a million years did I think that I would also fall for his roommate.
Excerpt:
“You slut,” she teased rolling her eyes as she sat down on the end of the bed. “Don’t tell me there was more than one.”

“Well,” I trailed off pretending to be deep in thought. To add suspense I allowed a sly grin to spread across my lips. I suppose it is rather mean of me to torture her like this.

Glancing back over at her, she reminded me of a little kid waiting to open their presents on Christmas morning. She was bouncing up and down on the corner of the bed, one hand had a strand of red hair twisted around her index finger while the other was slowly tapping against her thigh; the only difference was that her face was far from happy. In fact, it looked a little pissed – not that she was going to kill me or anything, I guess annoyed would probably describe it a little better.

“Julie Anna Anderson. Tell me the truth right this minute,” she ordered and by her firmness of her tone, I should probably stop joking around. Gabby loves me enough to put up with my games but only for an extended period of time.

“Don’t do that again,” I warned, “You just sounded like my mom right there.” I had expected her to laugh at my comment but she just continued to glare at me.

Well, my statement was true. My older brother, Todd, and I used to get in trouble all the time as kids and somehow, I was the only one who ever got in trouble. That brat is five years older then me and should have known better, I was always the one getting yelled at. Go figure.

“Stop avoiding the subject,” she ordered, “From your expression, I know there was at least one guy, I just don’t know how many more. My guess, just one, but you never know. Every time I called you always seemed to be at one party or another.”


STORY #2
Title: Holiday Fun?
summary: Another family vacation. Another three weeks watching her siblings run around while her parents hang out with their friends. A typical vacation for the Hastings, well, typical until he came into the picture.
excerpt: nothing but plot written so far

STORY #3
Title: Football (I know, this sucks, I haven't really had a chance to brainstorm yet)
Summary: After everything that happened with Jake, she was forbidden to get involved with the players on her dad’s team. Unfortunately, they did not get the same memo.
Excerpt:
Do you know that phrase that states you can never go home again?

Well, it’s false.

It should really be: you can go home again, but everything is different not because it has changed but because you have changed.

Whew, that was a mouthful; I guess that’s why no one bothered to change it.

For me, home was always a two-story house in Westwood, Massachusetts complete with a whitewashed picket fence and the perfect climbing tree in the front yard. Westwood was my home for eighteen years and I loved every minute of it. Everything I cared about was located in the area. Or, it was until I ventured outside its borders.

“Don’t hate me,” I begged as I pulled my suitcase off of baggage claim at Logan International Airport in Boston. Despite the noise of the crowd, the brunette next to me, aka my best friend, couldn’t help but grin at my comment.

Jackie and I met at Cornell University our freshmen year and instantly took a liking to one another and have been living together ever since. While our similarities were few, we complemented each other pretty well.

She was set to spend the holidays with her parents but last minute they decided to visit some distant relatives in California. And since Jackie had never met them before, she graciously accepted my invitation to spend the holiday in Boston. Granted she did have relatives in the area so when I got sick of her I had someone to send her to. Maybe I should put them on speed dial?

Just kidding.

“Why on earth would I hate you? Have you looked at yourself in the mirror? You are just too lovable” Jackie called over her shoulder as she started pushing her way through the hoard of people. Holidays and airport do not mix, especially at Christmas.

Add that to the list of why going home for the holidays is an adventure in itself.

“I sort of left some things out about my family.”

“Are they serial killers?”



ho ho hum hum


opinions?

ALEX

Hey guys!

Today is such a nice day out and more importantly, it was nice on my day off from work so I was able to go to the beach today.


Chapter four of Off the Ice is done. Ally edited it for me I just need to look at a transition between two scenes before I post it.

Oh yeah, if anyone happens to read this or checks it out at one point, just drop in and say hi. I'm curious if this is this a huge waste of time or not.

Thanks!
Alex






“Stop calling me babe and any other affectionate term your tiny brain can think of.”

“You know, most girls would kill for me to call them that.” He raised his eyebrow.

“Good. Then don’t waste your words on me,” I replied with a smile.

“So, I got an interesting phone call before dinner.”

“The circus called and they want you back?” I asked, leaning back in my chair.

So, it's been a long time. I really don't know what to say and I doubt it anyone reads this anyhow.

I've started my third story, Off the Ice which is taking off quite nicely. I'm getting a pretty good response from it too so I'm happy about it.

So I have a new story idea, and it is nothing like my other two stories (both being romances). I'm not too sure if it is gonna work out, and I have a feeling it is gonna take a lot more work then my other stories, but I'm willing to give it a shot cause I feel that in the long run it will help my writing.

Here is a summary like excerpt:
I’m going say this again, and I will say this over and over for the rest of my life. I was born here. I grew up here. And by god, I will die here.

My name is Joyce Jean Hunnington and my hometown is Deerwood, Connecticut.

So basically it is about this woman (in her seventies) who is reflecting on her life and the town so has always lived in. I'm thinking that each chapter is going to be a flashback to a certain part of her life, which will probably end up tragic. She will have nothing, which is why she is clinging onto this town for dear life.

I'm not sure if i described this well, I have very little written and it is really underdeveloped right now.

I also know I probably shouldn't start anything else till I get LIF finished but oh well.

So if you have any thoughts, or know of some story along these lines, let me know

Yeah, I'm really bad at updating this page. Probably it's because I'm usually on my other username on this site. I'm only really using this site for my writing, and I have a feeling that no one really reads it anyway. Only a few of my friends (i think 3) actually know that i write and only one has read my work (or 2...not sure). I just feel weird with someone I know reading my work. Does anyone else feel this way?

Anyway, I'm working on updating. I've been slow because I'm recovering from mono. I still need to get my other story posted, im just waiting for my beta to return it to me.

So ya, this post was probably pointless. In the rare case you read this, feel free to say hi.

-Alex

hey, chapter 8 of LIF has been posted...i did it a little while ago.

chapter 9- its half done...bout 2 more pgs left then ill post

im also working on a new story called hiding beneath the lights. i want to get a few chapters done before i post thou...

that's it for now! adios

Hey! Thanks and welcome for checking out my site. I started this so I can give updates about when I'll post the next chapter, and how along I am. Feel free to say hi, comment, or just give me some suggestions.

Stories:
Live in Fifteen:
Their parents always joked they got along like peanut butter and jelly. The whole town thought they were destined to be with each other. Kate always knew she loved Danny, but the question is- in what way?
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chapter 7 is being posted today
chapter 8: i only have 3 pages so far so I'm gonna try to do some writing today.