http://slow.writerscafe.org/weetziebat05 The original writings of author weetziebat05 en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775448427 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Aiden is a sarcastic teen who moves from big city Fort Worth to tiny Meadow Grove. There, he meets Jess Pearson, a spunky girl who shuts down at odd moments. Can he figure out what's wrong? http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/540401/  Chapter SeventeenI shut the door slowly, my brow furrowed in thought�"what did I do? Did I offend her somehow? I ran through the last few minutes in my head and groaned, burying my face in my hands. “F**k,” I groaned. “The ‘L’ word!”Brandon.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/330977/  Chapter SixteenI kept my head bowed under the steady stream of lukewarm water, replaying yesterday in my head. The wine had muddled my memories to the point of them having a dream-like quality, so while I showered I tried to separate memory from the crazy dreams I’d had last night... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/304793/  Chapter EightFootball season began, and Jess begged us to go to football games with her to watch Ethan play. I went a few times when Matt refused, arriving to the parties Sam told me about late. Every once in a while, Matt would show up to a game he said he wouldn’t go to&#2013266048.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/302725/  Chapter FifteenSam’s house looked strangely forlorn without the multitude of cars in the yard and the swarm of people all over the place. She opened the door before I even got to it with a big smile on her face, and I leaned down and gave her a kiss as I walked in the door, handing h.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/297712/  Chapter FourteenA ray of sunlight shining right on my eyes woke me up the next morning, making me groan and roll over. I didn’t want to do anything! It was a Saturday!Wait. Saturday, the twenty-sixth?Hooooly s**t.I shot out of bed and checked the time�"good, it was .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/297585/  Chapter ThirteenThanksgiving was a bit of a mess this year. I set the table for three places before finding out Brandon wanted the TV trays set up so we could watch football, so I put the dishes away and pulled out paper plates, figuring no one would want to do many dishes.Just as I fini.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/297220/  Chapter TwelveI pulled into the parking of the fairly new theater and pulled the key out of the ignition. Sam got out without a word, so I followed suit, locking the car before walking up to the ticket booth with her.“Pick something,” I told her.“Two for Legend of Zor.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/293710/  Chapter ElevenI shouldn’t have bothered going to school Tuesday. None of the teachers really felt like having us do anything, so the day was a complete waste�"it was more like “daycare for teens” than school. Trying to make the mood a little more “festiv.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/285656/  Chapter TenI never knew four little words could make my blood boil and pound in my ears barely a second after hearing them. I took a deep breath and clenched my fists to keep my hands from shaking, but Sam didn’t seem to notice.“Oh, he’s not beating her or anything; he .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/281078/  Chapter NineThe next two months went by so quickly I barely noticed.Every weekend, I went to a different party with Sam. She got buzzed every time, though she was normally pretty good about stopping before she became completely drunk. I had to be home by midnight, so she would ride wit.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/268561/  Chapter 7The heavy bass of the music beat a steady rhythm you could feel throughout the picturesque white house. Bodies covered in thin films of sweat swayed and rocked in time with the music, occasionally bumping against each other and making movement in any kind of linear direction diffi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/257140/  Chapter SixThe movie started, but I didn’t pay much attention to it�"there was too much tension in the room to pretend I didn’t notice anything. Matt was still scowling in the general direction of the screen while Ethan’s face was too calm to be natural.Ab.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/254194/  Chapter 5Samantha Dawson had to be the world’s cruelest chick.I sipped on my Coke, watching her out of my peripheral vision as she picked at her food. It had been close to a week and she hadn’t shown any kind of passing interest, never mind the fact that she kissed me Friday .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/248653/    Chapter 4 The music was up so loud the windows in the shed/party room were vibrating, and the food was a hit. Brandon managed to keep his word and didn’t buy any kegs, although he did come home from work with a few 24-packs of Bud Light badly-hidden in the .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/242765/  Chapter 3“I called you an a*s. It’s common courtesy to at least pretend you’re sorry when you bump into someone,” I sneered, feeling my stance become rigid. I cheered mentally when I realized my voice wasn’t shaking even though the black-haired, barrel-chest.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/239523/  Chapter 1“I cleared everything out of this room for you, so you’ll be sleeping here. Bathroom’s there; we each have our own so don’t worry about walking in on anything,” my uncle Brandon Summers said, running a tanned hand through his short, sandy hair.&ldqu.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/238003/  Chapter 2Two days later, school started and I was trying to decipher a badly-Xeroxed school map so I could find my first class. Finally, after some squinting and help from a custodian�"stupid boxes representing the classrooms weren’t marked well�"I found where.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/weetziebat05/237997/