Fiction

It takes a while for the family to slowly make their way up to the counter of the woman selling balloons. First, the mother has to corral her twin boys, who have somehow run off towards the toys.

Illion was ready. 
There was no reason why he wouldn't be - it was just that monthly event that he'd been training for since he was young. No biggie, nothing special.

That evening she specifically made time to go exercise. It was the norm, but today she felt she had to push herself more than usual. She perspired more than usual, and she was unfamiliarly exhausted, to say the least.

With urgency, Naoto makes a beeline to a sofa in the main hall, with her forgotten gel pen that she left inside her room and had to retrieve.

No one was following us, from what I recall... But, Jay stated otherwise. I rubbed my temples in aggravation, staring up into the gradually darkening fusions of orange and pink and yellow engulfing the sky. I did hope Jay was alright.

8/29/18

Prompt: "This summer I discovered..."

Write about meeting someone for the first time and knowing that you will be best friends, worst enemies, lovers, etc.

That's why I was always mentally far from that man, Calloway. He brought trouble wherever he went. Either he goes to sought it out, or it tangles him into predicaments by its words. Like an order from a puppet master, I’d say.

"Pen, please," I asked and I lifted the pen between my fingers as if it was moving on its own.
But in my head, my friend named Natalie lifted the pen and passed it to me. 

We were about to leave,
but there was a bit of a problem.

"Come on," I said. "We have to go!"
We were sitting in the car. The engine running.
The trunk packed. 

I peered behind myself for a second, eyeing Sebastian. Was it now that I was seeing him in his casual attire?

I recalled that same day... replaying in my head, it being a roller coaster with a line of never ending customers. When the ride finished, only a couple seconds apart, it would be put into motion again—from the beginning.