Interruptions Histórias

John causes trouble when he intrudes on Paul's poems. Based on "The New Adventures of Winnie the Pooh" season 4 episode 8a "Piglet's Poohetry" (1988 - 1991)

"They say I'm a criminal. A theif. With no respect for anyone, or anything. Listen. I don't go looking for trouble... Trouble comes looking for me." - Allison

Life of a poet and the brief, hopefully brief, interruptions due to illnesses such as the flu.

Lia Moretti- 20 years old, 5'5", daughter of Ferrari's F1 Team Principal. Grew up around racing and knows the F1 world inside out. Smart, sharp-tongued, doesn't take anyone's nonsense. She's not impressed by charm-especially not from arrogant drivers. Matteo Costa- 22 years old, 6'5", Ferrari's youngest F1 driver and a rising star. Charismatic, cocky, and dangerously charming. Known for his flirting both on and off the track. He's used for girls falling for him-except Lia, which makes her all the more intriguing. ~•~ When Lia Moretti returns to the paddock in the summer, she's supposed to stay in the background. But when her path crosses with Ferrari's new golden boy, Matteo Costa, sparks fly-and not the good kind. Their bickering quickly becomes the talk of the team. But behind the tension lies something neither of them expected: attraction. With strict rules, high stakes, and a team principal father who would never approve, Lia and Matteo are about to discover that love on the track is as dangerous as racing itself.

Will Chris ever remember to knock? Well, not this time at least. An awkward conversation follows. ☆ This was my first short fic in this fandom! I originally posted it on a03 in November 2024. If you notice the odd rhyming at the beginning, no you don't <3 (I genuinely can't remember if that was purposeful or not). ☆ CROSS-POSTED to my A03 with the same username:)

I wiped my eyes once again to see deep piercing green ones looking down at me. More tears came as I saw the root of my anger, and I stood up pushing past him. I tried to run but got pulled back by a hand grabbing my wrist. "What happened?" Clyde demanded angrily. "Get off of me!" I growled and pried his fingers off my wrist and continued to the bathroom. Once inside I went into a stall and grabbed some toilet paper to wipe my face. Why was I always crying? I heard the door open and I tried to contain my sniffling so that they wouldn't hear. Then I looked down to see the feet and saw Clyde crawling under my stall. ~~~~~ Alexa Moore is a crybaby. She can't deal well with her emotions; if she is frustrated, angry, sad, mad, or hurt she can't help but cry. She hates that she always feels the need to cry and tries to stay happy by being unconfrontational, and staying away from jerks. Clyde Wood is seemingly heartless. Through the bad, sad, hurtful, and pissing situations he appears to be tougher than nails. Sure he is happy most times, but in the eyes of many he is a heartless jerk that picks on everyone. If it wasn't for his great looks he'd probably be with the Gothic kids, not the popular ones. That, and he made a hobby of being a player. Alexa meeting Clyde was definitely a recipe for disaster, causing her to shed more tears than in her entire 17 years. The year goes from good to bad to good to bad, and end bad? With so much heart churning events, will there really be a rainbow after the storm?

Group Poems: The Child's Dream, Why, Gone, Piece by Piece, 16 Directions to My Home All poems written by me. Group poems written by me and the JBA Writer's Craft class of 2015. Please do not steal my work. This is plagiarism and I will call you out. Thank you for reading!

He is the hunter of all supernatural. She is a witch whose powers are at their peak. And somehow they find love. Well, sort of.

When Victoria Hunter and Drew Richards, who were total strangers to each other, accidentally started a food fight in their school cafeteria which resulted in complete disaster, they made a deal with their principal to fix it in return for not telling their parents. But to fix it, they have to collect a large sum of money. Working together with a sweet redhead, a class-clown troublemaker, a dark sarcastic transfer and a cool reserved boy, it seems like things will get more interesting than Victoria and Drew had in mind. It was obvious from the start that Victoria and Drew had an attraction towards each other. But both being unable to understand these strange unfamiliar feelings, they chose to ignore it. But for everyone else, they understood it perfectly fine. And they’re definitely not going to ignore it.

This story would start with "Once Upon a Time", but unfortunately, the author took it upon herself to leave you a note instead. Ah yes, it all started with a note. What kind of note you ask? Oh, good question. The kind of note that beings with a deer, and ends quite sincere. For the sunlights rei's will wither this notes contents quite away; away and onto the winds, which are far more cautious than anyone would like or want them to be. This is the tale of a bard, who is quite possibly insane. Nobody is sure. They've never gotten close enough to lock her away and have her tested. Certainly, the townspeople of Tragallia would be better off if they did lock the bard away- however, there was always something about the music and magic the bard spun, the tales she told, that kept them from acting upon their urge to send her away to the loony bin. Perhaps it was the accent the girl had, that hinted of a traveller from faraway lands, or the tan that told of the hours she had spent under the sun telling tall tales. Maybe it was the glimmer of mischief in her bright tempest eyes that promised to reveal all of her secrets, if only you would just listen for but a moment longer. Whatever it was about the bard, the townspeople knew not. All they knew was that when she sung her song, told her tale, laid down her lot of lies, their troubles seemed to fade away for a little while. However, Tragallia was not the only town on the continent, and there were others who were not so swayed by her song and dance. So she ran, ran, ran, much like the gingerbread man only can, over the river and through the woods, past a stranger's grandmother's house, a hungry wolf and a girl dressed in red, and a travelling musical troupe or two, to stumble upon a most strange sight indeed. The Bard was quite intrigued, for the girl had never run into a talking cat before.

This Story Is About Romance,Telekinesis,And,Drama.⚠️IF YOU GET UNCOMFORTABLE EASY DON'T READ THIS STORY READ STRANGER THINGS STORY 1(SAFE VERSON)⚠️