Raissa Stories

"I lost the baby." “...Excuse me, you did WHAT now?" "I lost. The baby," Max repeated, agitated. "I'm sorry," Cher laughed, a bit hysterically. "I just heard that you lost a baby but that can't be right because HOW DO YOU LOSE A FUCKING BABY?!" ~~ You’ve always heard of schools having this thing called the “Baby Project.” Well, this isn’t like that one, because those babies are fake, and the ones at Cher’s school are real. The assignment seems simple enough: 1) Computer generated images will pair you up with the child closest to how an actual child of you and your partner have will look like 2) Learn all you can about your child and parenting in general because face it, chances are you’re going to be a failure 3) Raise said child for half a year But what the assignment failed to mention were the two not-so-small minor details: 4) You, your partner, and your child will show up on reality TV for everyone to see how much of a major failure of a parent you are 5) Don’t get too attached to your partner and your child. You’re only going to be with each other for six months, not forever. © 2014-2015 by luckistarz. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior permission from luckistarz.

**"I Rented A PopStar" Rewrite** -- "Am I going to die?" Ben asked warily. "Because if you're here to kill me, can you at least let me finish this cream puff? I waited in line for like, two hours for this thing, so I would really appreciate if you would let me finish it before you killed me for whatever it is the media said I did- which, they're liars, so I wouldn't really take what they say to heart." "Shut up." "Shutting up," Ben said quickly, shoving the cream puff into his mouth. "I'm not going to kill you," The firey red-head said, boxing him against the table as he continued chewing his creampuff as quickly as possible. "I just have a favor to ask of you." ©2015 by luckistarz. All rights reserved. No part of this document may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without prior permission from luckistarz.

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