Five More Minutes

Five More Minutes

  • WpView
    Reads 32
  • WpVote
    Votes 1
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing10m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jan 24, 2020
Everyone has their own secrets. Lucy Smith has her own along with her freinds, her sister and her teachers. More importantly the new science teacher Mr. Oliver Stone. As the time ticks on in Lucy's last year of highschool, the struggles of pressure and expectations grow on the shoulders on each of the students. Lucy herself struggles with a more pressing matter. One that is very much wrong and she knows it, but it doesn't stop herself from letting it grow. One of the more dolice questions is her science teachers fascination with clocks. -------------------- "Why do you have two old schools clocks , sir?" I ask him as I eat my lunch. He's leaning against his desk as he always does. He's putting his watch on. "I like being punctual. And I like how they look. I like how they work." Mr. Stone told me, giving me one of his usual dashing smiles. "Why do you think I like clocks?" "I have no idea, sir." I tell him honestly. But it got be thinking, why did he like clocks so much? Was there another reason? I sigh a tad and continue to eat as he approaches my desk. placing his palms on the corners. My heart races slightly. I look up at him as he smiles down at me. "Do you like clocks?"
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.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Rules to Feeling Lonely
  • We're Older Now
  • The Corner Store
  • The Principal's Girl (GxG)
  • Every Little Thing
  • No Love Allowed
  • Mason's Angel (Completed)
  • Broken
  • Athena In Gold

Alone. A simple word that has always held many meanings to Ella, and starting her senior year at a new high school, solitude had seemed the easiest way to go. A week passed, bland and unnoticed, before her plans quickly get thrown overboard. Losing one of her most priced possessions, she finds herself making a rather simple deal with someone from school. His name, for her book. There's only one little problem; she has no idea who this person is. Laughs and tears, friends and heartbreak, and the past that comes knocking on the door. Ella faces it all as she takes on the search to find her secret admirer. ___________________ "I can't believe him after the texts, the letter, the flowers. All these months and he just tells me 'we'll talk later'", I told him, feeling absolutely frustrated. I am so damn stupid, thinking this was gonna be something special or whatever. "It isn't him", he suddenly spoke and I just rolled my eyes. He doesn't even know what he's talking about, the imbisile. "It is, you don't even know what you're talking about so shut up", I cried out, walking forth and back for the hundredth time. "Listen, I do and it isn't him", he yelled this time and I stopped walking, angrily turning to him. Can he stop just pissing me off even more? "Oh yeah? And how are you so sure?" "Because it's me"

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines