21st Literature Blogger

As Jake and I walked home from the park, the sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the neighborhood. We walked in comfortable silence, both lost in our own thoughts. As we reached my house, Jake stopped me before I could walk up to my front door. "Wait," he said, pulling out his small notebook from his bag. He scribbled something down quickly before handing it to me. "I want you to read this," he said, his voice soft and sincere. I took the notebook from him, my heart racing with anticipation. He gave me a small smile before turning around and walking away, leaving me standing there confused and curious. I watched him until he disappeared from sight before I opened the notebook. As I read the words written on the page, my heart swelled with emotion. Jake had written a promise to himself, to change into someone who was worthy of supporting someone he loves. I couldn't help but wonder what he meant by that, but the sentiment made me happy. I walked into

As I woke up early on Monday morning, I took a quick shower and made myself a hearty breakfast, eager to start my day on the right foot. As I looked in the mirror, I noticed my hair was a bit messy, and I quickly fixed it, running my fingers through the strands to tame any unruly bits. I stepped out of my house, and the morning sun felt warm and inviting. I smiled as I walked to school; The halls were empty and the atmosphere was peaceful, a stark contrast to the usual hustle and bustle of students and their chatter. As I reached my classroom, I was surprised to see Mackenzie there, sitting at her desk, reading a book. "Mackenzie, you're here early," I said, trying to mask the surprise in my voice. "Yeah, I couldn't sleep, so I figured I might as well come to school early," she replied with a small smile. I felt my heart flutter as I sat down beside her. I couldn't help but feel grateful to have her as my friend, and the thought of her being more than a

It had been three days since Jake and I had talked about him teaching me piano. I had been counting down the days until our lesson, eager to learn and improve my skills. Jake was my only friend in this new town and I couldn't wait to spend more time with him. I woke up early on Saturday, the day of our lesson. I took a long bath, enjoying the warmth and relaxation it provided. I then cooked myself a simple breakfast, trying to keep my nerves at bay. As I was about to leave for Jake's house, I decided to take a short walk to the park between our neighborhoods. As I strolled through the park, I saw Paisley, a girl from my school who had been hostile towards me for the past few days. I didn't know why she avoids me, so I decided to ignore her and continue on my way. But as I was about to leave the park, I glanced back and saw Paisley and Lucas, the shy boy from the music club, meeting up. I couldn't help but wonder what they were talking about. Finally, I arrived at Jake&#

As I walked home from school, the weight of my classmates' gazes and the recollection of my uncomfortable encounter with the new student still weighed heavily on my mind. The streets were barren, the only noise was the rhythmic pounding of my footsteps on the pavement. The sky was painted in a spectrum of orange and pink as the sun slowly set, casting a warm radiance on the houses and trees. I couldn't shake off the feeling that I was alone and disconnected from the world around me. When I finally arrived home, my parents were waiting for me in the living room. "How was school, Jake?" my mom asked, her voice laced with concern. I forced a grin and shrugged, not wanting to unload my problems on them. "It was okay," I mumbled, making my way to my room. As I walked into my room, my eyes were drawn to the the neglected piano in the far corner of the room, covered in dust. It had been years since I had last played it, and the keys were yellowed with neglect. As I

As I walked down the dimly lit hallway, the stares of my classmates felt like daggers piercing through my skin. I could hear the whispers and laughter echo in my ears, but I tried to ignore it. It felt like nothing was going my way today. I arrived at my classroom and slumped into my seat, closing my eyes and drifting off before class even started. But I was rudely awakened by the sound of the teacher's voice. "Well, well, well, it looks like someone's finally awake," Mr. Garraway said, his sarcasm cutting through the room like a knife. The whole class laughed and I felt my face flush with embarrassment, my palms sweaty and my heart racing. "And it looks like we have a new student joining us today," Mr. Garraway continued. "Mackenzie, please take a seat next to Jake." I turned to see a girl with dark hair sitting next to me. She had a small smile on her face, but I couldn't help but think that she smelled like trouble. I didn't like the ide