May Made Into a Maid
Chapter 1
All alone and lost in the forest with hunger pains was not the way May wanted to leave the world. Instead, she would have rather wanted to die with the love of her life, she still did not know whobut a few people's faces popped up in her mindat her side. An even better image was with her soul mate, old, and in their bed together. A graphic, heroic, maybe even graphic death sounded better than death by starvation.
With her thumbs and index fingers creating a rectangle, May's imaginary video camera captured everything. "As I, May Maple, die, the last images I'll see are these beautiful green canopie
My Rose-Contestshipping Story by TacoPsycho, literature
Literature
My Rose-Contestshipping Story
~*~My Rose-A Contestshipping Story~*~
May walked along a dirt path near her hometown of Petalburg City. Her skitty was right along side of her. She was softly singing a song. I dont think that passenger seat, has ever looked this good to me. He tells me about his night, and I count the colors in his eyes. She sung with her eyes closed, Hell never fall in love he swears as he runs his fingers though his hair. Im laughing cause I hope hes wrong. And I dont think it ever crossed his mind, He tells a joke a fake a smile, But I know all his favorite songs. And I could tell you, his favorite colors g
It had been a long time since May had traveled with her friends, three years in fact. She had gotten used to traveling alone though, she felt somewhat free. She didn't have to look after someone else, except for her. Of course it got lonely sometimes, there was nobody to talk to except her Pokemon, but she was sure that they were tired of her blabbering on and on. She would like someone to travel with, but then she would have to look after them, just like her little brother, Max, which she assumed right now was helping her dad in running the gym. But who would want to travel with her? Things had changed, her look and some of her Pokemon
Prolougue: The Beginning of a Great Friendship
It was the first day of fourth grade, the class was buzzing about a new student that would be joining. "I wonder if they're smart or dumb" said a girl. "I wonder if they're hot or ugly" said a boy. One person; who could care less about the new student, was sitting quietly in his seat for the teacher to come in. This boy was Drew Rowsel. He was the most popular of his class; he had crazy fan girls where ever he went. Even his mom wasn't this crazed about him. He had chartreuse hair and matching eyes.
"Okay class. Please take your seats" said a soft, but firm female voice. The students quickly to
Valentine's Day and My Own-CS1 by mizu44contestshipper, literature
Literature
Valentine's Day and My Own-CS1
The girls
"What are you making?"
May stared at Dawn's chocolate-covered hands, which were currently shaping the gooey brown stuff into tiny hearts.
Dawn looked up on hearing may's voice. "Um, chocolates?"
"I know that," May blew through her teeth, annoyed."But why?"
"Valentine's Day, duh.". The blue-haired girl quirked up an eyebrow. "Or did you forget?"
"Oh-" May looked around frantically, then scurried to the table. "Do you have anymore chocolate? Can you give me some?"
"You forgot?"
May bit her lip. "Well, not exactly, but-"
"You forgot."
"Yeah."
Dawn calmly moulded more chocolate as May squirmed in her seat. She opened her mou
May's POV
My eyes flickered open as the sunlight crept into my bedroom through the window. I glared at the window across my bed, the light seeping through the thin white curtain. At least my bedside window didn't blind me with the sun. A groan escaped my lips as I glanced at the alarm clock on my bedside table. 5:45, it read. I finally woke up early for once. Not that I really wanted to. Suddenly, I felt cold and shivered slightly. My eyes shifted to my bed and I realized that I hadn't been using my blanket. Oh yeah, that's exactly how I wanna spend my winter nights NOT!!! I rolled my eyes. I've got better things to do than
We're Tied Together Ch. 1 by TheMadHattersCup, literature
Literature
We're Tied Together Ch. 1
May sat there staring at the ground. A contest was coming up and she had no ideas on what to do. Usually during these times Drew would show up and lift her spirit back up. But, as to where he was she had no idea. The girl flimsily got to her feet still looking at the ground.
"Where's Drew when you need him?" she said, with a long sigh. To be honest she kinda missed him. Sure he always got under her skin but he was a decent person. He was dependable when she was down. So where was he now? As she thought this an agitated look grew on her face. She opened her eyes to see red. Red? A rose!
"You did ask where I was right, May?" the boy said, wit
Contestshipping ABC's - Chapter 1 by TheMadHattersCup, literature
Literature
Contestshipping ABC's - Chapter 1
A for Anonymous
May laid flat on her bed like a plank, her eyes about ready to close in sleep, staring at the vase full of preserved roses that sat on the nightstand next to her bed. She knew each and every rose by heart and its story of how she obtained it from the same person and again. But what she remembered best out of all of those feelings and memories was Drew.
His image constantly haunted her thoughts when she had nothing to think about, and even when she did, he was somehow always there in the back of her mind with lingering presence that never stopped. She remembered that time in the contest hall when she had told him that she was
High School Lovers Chapter 1 by manaphy258, literature
Literature
High School Lovers Chapter 1
Yes, this story will be kinda like obancrescent13's unfinished School Day Lovers, (I'm really, really sad she got banned) but kinda different. Hope u guys enjoy!
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A girl walked up the front steps of Riveria High School. It was her first year here at Riveria, and she already knew most of the people here. Partly because they were at the same high school she was when they were softmores.(A/N did I spell that right...?)
She took a deep breath and walked into the school. She had everything she needed, her schedule, the books and tools, friends, she was ready. Her sapphire eyes gleamed with