Team Crafted: Fan Fiction Writers (Part 2) by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Team Crafted: Fan Fiction Writers (Part 2)
"None of them picked up," said Adam glumly as he walked back into the room.
I was sitting with the computer in my lap as I lay on the ugly couch, Cheetos to my side. "Wait. Wasn't there a school dance tonight?" I ask
"One, that's next week," explained Adam as he held up one finger "Two, that's FRIDAY of next week! It's Thursday Ty!" Adam finished as he raised up a second finger.
I laughed and smiled devilishly as I turned back to the screen, continuing to scroll through messages and new posts. "I may have told them it was tonight..." I heard Adam snort as he most likely did the same thing I did, imagine Ian, Quentin, Jerome, Mitch, and Jaso
Emotional Spew: Roof Party (Part one?) by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Emotional Spew: Roof Party (Part one?)
Most times, the stars lay above sleeping cites and country land. Sometimes they lay above a war or battles being fought, history being made...
But sometimes, they lay above a roof filled with people laughing and having fun. Sharing beers and lighting cigarettes, all people trying to forget the worst the world can bring. Because you need a reminder to have fun, and not dwell on the terrible the world can have. This is one of those times...
"Bet you ten bucks I can chug that whole case of beer!" Challenged one guy, flipping his hair to the side with a smile. His friend glanced at the unopened case of beer on the ground, he held a lit cigarett
I just love you. (Skylox) by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
I just love you. (Skylox)
Ty sat in his comfy old chair, old reliable, he would call it.
He called it this because it was always there... And it has ALWAYS been there for as long as he could remember. But Ty did not think about this old chair, or why it had it's name, his mind was on other things. Ty and his friend Adam were giving each other the silent treatment, but Ty couldn't stand life without his old buddy.
I never should have said those things...Ty thought, running his fingers through his hair. Everything. I regret it all...
Ty curled up into a little ball, trying to clam himself. Now only his feet hung over the tattered edge of the faded and worn light green
Words.
Words Words Words
They hate me
I can tell
They’re watching me, as if I’m their prey
I guess I am
They take control of me, make me go where they want me to go
Words.
Words are my enemy
But I’m obsessed with them
So, Very much obsessed
They are my world
But they are against me
My crazy, crazy, contradicting world
Of Words…
Nothing good happens after 2 AM by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Nothing good happens after 2 AM
Tyler opened his eyes, his room was dark as the night outside his unwashed window. The only thing there to light the room, even if only a bit, was his alarm clock. Without his glasses, he was as blind as a bat. Tyler grabbed his glasses and put them on, he yawned and glanced at the annoying red light of his clock.
2:27
It's after 2 AM... His dad had always told him nothing good happened after 2 AM... Tyler dragged himself out of bed, unknowing of why he was up at this hour. He threw on his checkered jacket, yet stayed in his pajamas. I mean he was wearing a shirt and pants...
...Good enough!
He opened the door to his apartment, and though
Team Crafted: Fan Fic Writers by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Team Crafted: Fan Fic Writers
Ty walked down the sidewalk, a backpack on his shoulder. Suddenly he stopped, mid-step. He cracked a smile and flipped out his phone, quickly texting his friend.
Bro, I'm coming over.
He then pulled up another contact and texted
Mom, I'm heading to Adam's place. Okay?
He then heard a ding from his phone and checked his conversation with Adam.
I'll grab the snacks, drinks, and boot up the computer. Basement.
Ty then turned and flew down the sidewalk over to Adam's house. After a solid 2 Minutes of running he ran up to Adam's door and rang the doorbell 3 times.
"Ty! You can come in!" Ty heard the familiar voice of Adam's dad. "Thank you!
Trying to prove a point... by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Trying to prove a point...
I look into the mirror... and what do I see?
A little smiling girl, looking at me.
That girl might not be the best looking. As her eyes aren't the brightest and her skin not the most tan and her nails are chewed down. She doesn't have her ears pierced and her hair isn't up. She doesn't have many freckles and no glasses are seen. She doesn't wear dresses or really high boots. She has no makeup or lip gloss for the matter, I think the closest she's got is Chapstick. Her teeth aren't the best because she hates the taste of mint, and she doesn't wash her face. Her smile is a mess and is only sometimes around. Her skin isn't smooth or such, but
We're all monsters Intro by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
We're all monsters Intro
"He needs to go to a mental hospital!" mocked my stubborn sister. A tone of enjoyment in her voice.
I glared at her and crossed my arms, just keeping my eyes locked on her.
"You know the truth," She said with a smirk across her face and a gleam in her eyes.
I uncrossed my arms and walked to the door, I couldn't STAND her!
"Ty, you know you can't just leave!" She called after me
I opened the door and stepped out, slamming the door behind me and storming away. I was acting like a little girl, but I'm not that worried about my reputation at the moment. I hear the door open behind me and someone step out.
"TY! You can't leave! I don't want
Team Crafted: Fan Fiction Writers (Part 2) by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Team Crafted: Fan Fiction Writers (Part 2)
"None of them picked up," said Adam glumly as he walked back into the room.
I was sitting with the computer in my lap as I lay on the ugly couch, Cheetos to my side. "Wait. Wasn't there a school dance tonight?" I ask
"One, that's next week," explained Adam as he held up one finger "Two, that's FRIDAY of next week! It's Thursday Ty!" Adam finished as he raised up a second finger.
I laughed and smiled devilishly as I turned back to the screen, continuing to scroll through messages and new posts. "I may have told them it was tonight..." I heard Adam snort as he most likely did the same thing I did, imagine Ian, Quentin, Jerome, Mitch, and Jaso
Emotional Spew: Roof Party (Part one?) by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Emotional Spew: Roof Party (Part one?)
Most times, the stars lay above sleeping cites and country land. Sometimes they lay above a war or battles being fought, history being made...
But sometimes, they lay above a roof filled with people laughing and having fun. Sharing beers and lighting cigarettes, all people trying to forget the worst the world can bring. Because you need a reminder to have fun, and not dwell on the terrible the world can have. This is one of those times...
"Bet you ten bucks I can chug that whole case of beer!" Challenged one guy, flipping his hair to the side with a smile. His friend glanced at the unopened case of beer on the ground, he held a lit cigarett
I just love you. (Skylox) by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
I just love you. (Skylox)
Ty sat in his comfy old chair, old reliable, he would call it.
He called it this because it was always there... And it has ALWAYS been there for as long as he could remember. But Ty did not think about this old chair, or why it had it's name, his mind was on other things. Ty and his friend Adam were giving each other the silent treatment, but Ty couldn't stand life without his old buddy.
I never should have said those things...Ty thought, running his fingers through his hair. Everything. I regret it all...
Ty curled up into a little ball, trying to clam himself. Now only his feet hung over the tattered edge of the faded and worn light green
Words.
Words Words Words
They hate me
I can tell
They’re watching me, as if I’m their prey
I guess I am
They take control of me, make me go where they want me to go
Words.
Words are my enemy
But I’m obsessed with them
So, Very much obsessed
They are my world
But they are against me
My crazy, crazy, contradicting world
Of Words…
Nothing good happens after 2 AM by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Nothing good happens after 2 AM
Tyler opened his eyes, his room was dark as the night outside his unwashed window. The only thing there to light the room, even if only a bit, was his alarm clock. Without his glasses, he was as blind as a bat. Tyler grabbed his glasses and put them on, he yawned and glanced at the annoying red light of his clock.
2:27
It's after 2 AM... His dad had always told him nothing good happened after 2 AM... Tyler dragged himself out of bed, unknowing of why he was up at this hour. He threw on his checkered jacket, yet stayed in his pajamas. I mean he was wearing a shirt and pants...
...Good enough!
He opened the door to his apartment, and though
Team Crafted: Fan Fic Writers by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Team Crafted: Fan Fic Writers
Ty walked down the sidewalk, a backpack on his shoulder. Suddenly he stopped, mid-step. He cracked a smile and flipped out his phone, quickly texting his friend.
Bro, I'm coming over.
He then pulled up another contact and texted
Mom, I'm heading to Adam's place. Okay?
He then heard a ding from his phone and checked his conversation with Adam.
I'll grab the snacks, drinks, and boot up the computer. Basement.
Ty then turned and flew down the sidewalk over to Adam's house. After a solid 2 Minutes of running he ran up to Adam's door and rang the doorbell 3 times.
"Ty! You can come in!" Ty heard the familiar voice of Adam's dad. "Thank you!
Trying to prove a point... by LilithTheMute, literature
Literature
Trying to prove a point...
I look into the mirror... and what do I see?
A little smiling girl, looking at me.
That girl might not be the best looking. As her eyes aren't the brightest and her skin not the most tan and her nails are chewed down. She doesn't have her ears pierced and her hair isn't up. She doesn't have many freckles and no glasses are seen. She doesn't wear dresses or really high boots. She has no makeup or lip gloss for the matter, I think the closest she's got is Chapstick. Her teeth aren't the best because she hates the taste of mint, and she doesn't wash her face. Her smile is a mess and is only sometimes around. Her skin isn't smooth or such, but
Well this is what you get when you put Lilith and I in 7 Skype calls together... be prepared for weirdness...
Panda, Sorrows and Artist were sitting at rhe kitchen table having a talk about some stuff on deviantART when Lilith came running in and hid behind the three of them. "What's going on?" "What's happening?" "Why are you behind us" they all asked. "Shh I'm hiding from Dylan, " Lilith whispered, tucking her pink hair behind her ears. "Why would you be hiding from-" Panda started to say, then they heard it.
"LOVE ME! LOVE MEEE!!" someone shouted. This was followed by loud footsteps, banging, and a teary eyed Dylan rushing dow