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HS Sweetheart: Ch 22
Chapter Twenty-Two: The New Model
"I can't believe I get my own trailer."
"The boss was real impressed with your audition, Mochisuki-san. He personally issued this trailer for your first photoshoot. We've got a good number of swimsuits for you to try-out, and a personal hair and make-up person."
"I'm so flattered." She smiled, looking at the trailer that sat as close to the beach as possible. "I usually do my own hair, though."
"Well we have one anyway. The photographer arrives later today to scout out the location, so today is mostly a free day for you. Please enjoy yourself, but try and not have too much fun. You're the star
HS Sweetheart: Ch 21
Chapter Twenty-One: The Idiot Girls
Saki was relieved when the group finally reached the hotel room that was near the beach the swim team would be practicing at. Traveling in a large group always was a hassle. Since she first started competing in school swim teams, she had to travel a good number of times with her team mates, and while most of the time club directors or teachers would supervise over the experience, on occasions like these, training trips, it was completely up to the swim club to arrange everything. When normal kids got involved, it meant a lot of goofing around. Travel always took longer, as they would almost certainly
HS Sweetheart: Ch 20
Chapter Twenty: The Announcement.
As usual, the night's activity slowed down at Kitamura's Food, which left the cashier and the stock boy with not much to do but sit behind the casher counter and goof off. These sessions used to be the highlight of Yumiko's day, but ever since she had let slip her romantic feelings to him, her and Satoshi had been estranged. And on a slow night like tonights it was now torture. They fell into their new routine of him sitting in his usual chair while reading a store magazine while she pretending not to be looking at him, even though she took every chance she could.
Something just nudged her inside an
27He had 27 bones
in his left hand, all under a thick netting
of coral reef. He had 27 bones in his right hand too, each perfectly preserved.
Both hands held their breath
as he approached stage exit.
Hit every bar, tour every state.
A river runs interstate through Texas.
Small yellow lines jump straight through it.
Take the US-27 from Fort Wayne to Miami. A second doesn’t make it
to his destination.
Cobalt. Aluminum. A third was found dead, drowned in his pool,
an empty shot glass floating beside him.
Cobalt weighed down his shoulders. Alumi
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