Johson Stories

A Hayes Grier FanFiction

Delsie strives for revenge for the deaths of her parents

Hayes Grier

Poets Have Dreams By Michael Lee Johnson Young poets have dreams. Old poets scan obituaries. Some still drive, chasing vanilla cones, pockets lined with expired coupons. Jesus, a 49-flavor redeemer. It's hard to give up faith and hope, calculated by age and false teeth. I hear myself whistling in the dark. Each morning, I rise, fearful. Fear is a formula for endings. "You are performing well, Michael. You can still raise your arms. to comb your hair." Let's share premium toast- kingly bread, walnuts, a spoon of blackberry jam- reminders that mornings can be sweet. Please, before the subsequent back surgery, check your mutual fund totals. I need some help. Not just with numbers or toast; sometimes, with mornings themselves- shadows dwelling near the window, or the throb in memory that asks for company. If you're listening, sit with me for a while- let's watch the day brighten, counting dreams, not losses.

Quinn is used to playing games with guys and getting into trouble. But when she gets sent to boarding school she vows to be good to impress her Dad. Until she meets "Queen Bitch" Britney Delvino and "ultra fit sex god" Drew and the game gets personal. If you like books with evil step mothers, rich slutty prep girls, super hot guys and partys THIS is a book for you

WARNING! This story does contain adult themes such as depression, self harm, abuse, etc. Read at your own risk. I do not own or take credit for any of the Smosh characters.

"What if we met in a garden? At the beach? At the bar? At school, maybe. What if our first impact with each other was a completely cliché? I think that is what's supposed to happen. It's what everyone do, right? We ask each other numbers, we start talking and we going on a date. And then? Then just the time can tell what we think of each other. We start dating and we're happy. At least it's what our minds tell us. Or our hearts? Or just the desire to being with someone, having someone next to us that make us believe that we are truly happy. Whatever it is, it's always a cliché. An entire book of clichés. But the truth is that the most beautiful cliché that I ever have was you." Hey guys!! So first: I hope u did enjoyed!! Second: english isn't my main language so sorry if u find something that isn't correct! Keep reading!!! xx