Strike Four
- Reads 249
- Votes 7
- Parts 3
Ongoing1h 8m
Last published Tue, Apr 23, 2019
"I'm the youngest of Strike Four."
"Whats that?" I couldn't help it, but soon a smile crossed over my face.
"Nothing, it's nothing."
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
You may also like
True or false: Do you love me?
"Joel what are you doing?" "Oh is the temptation too much for you?" My name is Bailey, I'm eighteen years old, and I have never done anything that an average teenager would do. For example date, hug, hold-hands, or even kiss. I play tennis, and still get picked on by Joel. Joel is of course the star quarterback, captain of basketball, wrestling, baseball, and swim teams. Oh and the boyfriend of the head/cruelest cheerleader. His twin sister Amanda is on the soccer, volleyball, tennis, and track teams. Also my best friend, well only friend. It's senior year, and that's when everything seemed to change, right after the entire school finds out the Joel's girlfriend has been cheating on him with the school's biggest enemy's line backer.Complete
My Snapchat Story
I continue to laugh and then do something I never would have EVER done, had I been without my 2 best friends. I take a picture of myself and type "Streak?" in snapchat and send it to Liam. I wait for the response, and he replies back "Streak." It all started with one snapchat. Some of the best and worst times of my life. This is my story, my snapchat story. *based on true events*Complete
Can't Stand You
I closed my eyes tightly until I heard laughing. No, I could feel the laughing. My eyes sprang open to find Miles on top of me. I was laying flat on my back in the dirt with my glove with the ball inside pressed against his chest. Miles was not at all fat, but he was 6'2 compared to my barely 5'3. I could feel his chest rumbling and shaking with laughter as I lay humiliated on the ground. "I didn't know you liked being on the bottom," Miles said loudly. The whole field cracked up with that. I struggled under him and shoved him off of me. All of the guys were howling with laughter as I got up and swiped all the dirt off me. "Pervert," I muttered, before tossing the ball out of my glove to hit him in the thigh. I stalked across the field without another word. The whole team was in hysterics as I shoved all my things in my bag and practically ran off to get away. ... Gloria is like any other 17 year old girl getting ready for summer break, but this summer is going to be completely different. Gloria has been playing baseball since she could remember and has been invited to a national baseball camp. Being a girl in the world of a male-dominated sport, she couldn't even count how many times people have told her she needed to find something else to do. Her dad kept her playing though, even after he died a few years ago, that didn't stop Gloria from doing what she loved. The only problem is she is the only girl at the camp for three months. Enter the problem of suddenly having to share a room, more specifically, sharing with Miles Harris. Gloria must deal with Miles, a big shot and arrogant jerk, and all the other horny, testosterone driven baseball players, who just might push Gloria off the edge of sanity. Trigger warning: mention and vague description of SAComplete
Broken But Yours
Three years ago, Amber Milburn met Chris Collins...a senior who was arrogant, impossible, and far too good at getting under her skin. She eventually fell for him. He crushed those feelings badly... despite clearly feeling something himself. They walked away with pride intact and hearts slightly damaged. Now, three years later, Amber unknowingly lands an internship at his company. Chris is now the bossy, perfectly polished CEO who likes his coffee black, his desk spotless, and his life under control. Amber is chaotic sunshine in heels...funny without trying, stubborn by nature, and somehow, always fainting when he's just an inch too close. He likes order. She is disorder. He gives instructions. She argues with them. He wants distance. She keeps ending up in his space. Somewhere between office disasters, stolen glances, possessive moments, family chaos, loyal friends, and a history neither of them truly buried... old sparks begin to feel dangerously new again. Because the problem with unfinished stories is? They have a habit of starting over. *** "How could you do this to me? Why make me sign that contract?" I asked furiously. He looked up from his laptop and smirked. "As far as I remember, I didn't make you sign the contract, did I? You signed it on your own. If I am not wrong, it is entirely your fault for signing without reading the documents properly. The first rule in business is: never sign any papers without reading them properly." "I deny," I said. "Your wish, Ms. Milburn. You can walk out of the company anytime and meet my lawyers in court tomorrow," he said, leaning back in his chair. "You're cruel, Chris." "It's Mr. Collins for you, Ms. Milburn. I hope you know basic etiquette and professionalism, or your business degree is useless." "I hate you!" "Now, if you are done wasting my time, go and bring me my coffee. No sugar. Now out!" These three months were going to be the most disturbing and stressful three months of my life.Complete
Two Hearts Entwined
I've hated Zackary Woods since the day I met him. He walked into my parents' kitchen like he owned it-laughing with my brother Hayden, throwing that perfect smile around like it was currency. And everyone ate it up. Everyone except me. From day one, it was war. Zack gets under my skin like no one else can. He's arrogant, annoyingly attractive, and so full of himself it's a miracle he doesn't float off campus. We've competed over everything-from who could run faster at a family barbecue to who got the higher score on Econ 101's midterm. He's the all-star quarterback, the walking cliché of a college heartthrob, and I'm the girl who sees right through him. Or at least, I thought I did. Then came that stupid group project. Just one semester, I told myself. Just tolerate him long enough to get through it. But tension and hatred have a funny way of blurring lines when you're alone in a room with him after midnight and he's looking at you like you're not just Hayden's little sister anymore. One mistake. That's all it was supposed to be. But now we've got this... thing. A truce. A secret. Friends with benefits, we said. No feelings. No strings. Keep it clean and casual. But nothing about Zack Woods has ever been clean or casual-not with me. And the worst part? I don't know when I stopped hating him. I just know I don't want to stop.Complete
ROOM212 ~todokami
"Hey." "Heya! So I guess I'm your new roommate!" "I know." small mentions of abuse at the beggining~ all characters are aged up~ no quirks~ Completed~Complete
"Joel what are you doing?" "Oh is the temptation too much for you?" My name is Bailey, I'm eighteen years old, and I have never done anything that an average teenager would do. For example date, hug, hold-hands, or even kiss. I play tennis, and still get picked on by Joel. Joel is of course the star quarterback, captain of basketball, wrestling, baseball, and swim teams. Oh and the boyfriend of the head/cruelest cheerleader. His twin sister Amanda is on the soccer, volleyball, tennis, and track teams. Also my best friend, well only friend. It's senior year, and that's when everything seemed to change, right after the entire school finds out the Joel's girlfriend has been cheating on him with the school's biggest enemy's line backer.
More detailsContent Guidelines