《Mrs. All-American》Chapter 6: I Feel So At-Home
Advertisement
KAYLA’S POV
“Whoa,” I said, my head spinning. The world around me was strangely black-and-white. “Where am I?”
“Take a guess, genius,” a newly familiar voice said. Faith.
“Beside you?” I sang quietly.
“Oh, thank god,” Katie said. “She’s quoting 5SOS. She’ll be okay.”
Nurse Amanda walked into the hospital room. OH—THE HOSPITAL ROOM. That’s where I was. Who would’ve thought I’d go colorblind in the sun at the beach twice in one day? “You’re back?” she asked with an asking look on her face.
“How did I end up here?” I asked.
“Oh my goodness, she’s quoting 5SOS again!” Amanda exclaimed in the tone of voice in which someone would exclaim something. “I mean…who are they?”
“Funny you mention it,” I heard Katie respond. “That’s Kayla’s favorite band!”
“I know,” Amanda mumbled. “I know all too well.”
Luke walked into the room, a ray of sunshine beaming down on him like a yellow, really bright spotlight coming from the sky. “I feel so at-home,” he marveled, complete. “I could live here.”
“Okay,” Katie said, her eyebrow raised. “I guess it’s not a bad thing that you’ve never been to a hospital before today, but what makes this place so great?”
“Everything is so clean. Like, the kind of clean you get right after you wash something.”
Katie cocked her head to both sides repeatedly. “Wow, I never thought of it like that.”
“Yeah, I’ve been told I can be a real genius sometimes,” Luke said, smiling. His teeth were bright, like a light bulb looks when you’re not wearing sunglasses.
KATIE’S POV
Kayla sat straight up. “Guys, I have good news!”
I leaned toward her until my face was directly in front of her face. “What what what what what?”
Advertisement
Kayla scoffed. “You know, I was going to tell you, but now your face is all up in my face and I’m feeling a bit violated.”
My cheeks turned the shade of red that’s usually in a sunset that lacks the color brown. “Sorry, ma’am.”
“I’ll let it go this time,” she said, menacing with a menacing look on her face. But the menacing look went away quickly and was replaced with her usual happy-go-lucky demeanor that I loved so much. “Anyway, wanna hear the good news?”
“Sure!” I said, backing up this time.
“I can see in color again!”
“Hurrah!” Kaz—who hasn’t said or done anything yet and might as well not even be in this scene—exclaimed.
Faith jumped when she heard Kaz exclaim. “Where did you come from?”
“I just popped in ‘cause I had something to say,” Kaz said melodically.
“But you just appeared there!”
“Man, I had nothin’ to be here for until then!”
Faith’s jaw hung open. “But…but you can’t just—”
Before Faith could finish, Kaz faded into the night. Which it actually was now, despite it being Australia.
Faith waved her hand through the space Kaz used to occupy. “Where did she go?”
“She doesn’t have any more lines in this scene,” Kayla explained. “So she disappeared.”
“Can I do that?”
“No, you still have lines.”
“How do you know?”
“Well, you’re still talking,” I pointed out.
“No I’m—oh, wait.” Faith clasped her hands together. “Maybe this is my problem. Maybe I just need to roll with this.”
Luke jumped out of a dark corner. “I feel so at-home!” he shouted. “The hospital is where I want to be, always.”
“That’s awesome!” I said, smiling with a smile. “Let’s all just keep talking so we don’t disappear!”
So Kayla, Luke, and I named every vegetable we could think of while Faith listened, a look of horror on her face. She must’ve really hated vegetables.
Advertisement
- In Serial76 Chapters
Shinobi Exam: First Question, Why Was Akatsuki Destroyed?
⚠️WARNING⚠️
8 897 - In Serial75 Chapters
Jack of All
'Jack of All' updates every Monday and Friday. All chapters, locked and unlocked can be found on the main website.Join us on Discord.Meet the protagonist of this LitRPG story.His name is Jack. Though that might not be his real name. It's just the one he picked. Our hero woke up in the middle of a clearing, with no recollection of how he got there and who he is.The world around him seems new, though he does learn pretty quickly that doing this or that will reward him with Classes and Skills.Funny, it seems like the rate at which he Levels is way higher than those around him. Follow his story, as he forms a bands of similarly misguided misfits and gets adopted by the neighboring settlement.As he aids in the development of those around him, including himself and as he tackles harsher and harsher challenges. And finally, as he slowly comes to learn that the world around him and its major players are much larger and harsher that he could have ever thought.
8 171 - In Serial59 Chapters
Kings of Hawkings [bxb]
[COMPLETED] When Jonas Spencer was a junior in high school, he had everything in the palm of his hand. He was an Elite at the prodigious St. Vincent's Prep School, co-captain of the track team, and had the perfect girlfriend. Popularity was King, and he held the crown. But the facade broke too easily and the once popular teen loses everything when he is deemed violent and toxic. He now reluctantly holds the title "Wolf".No longer welcomed at St. Vincent's, Jonas leaves everything behind and joins St. Vincent's rival, Hawkings School for Boys. A violent school where your ranking is determined by your fighting skills. Five Kings sit on the top of the totem pole, including the silver-haired Hugh Richards, the Mad Dog King. Will Jonas find his place amongst the Kings and take up a new crown? Will Hugh be able to break through the many walls around Jonas's heart?**Warning** Violence, strong language, and some sexual content.
8 162 - In Serial58 Chapters
Youngblood
Хамраа сөхсөн залууст эмэгтэйчүүдтэй болзох ердөө хоёрхон шалтгаан л байдаг. Эхнийх нь тэд үнэхээр таалагдсан учир. Харин хоёр дахь нь үнэхээр өөдгүй новш болохоор. Харин чи аль нь вэ?"Гурав дахийг нь сонголоо. Би тэр залууд харуулна. Намайг хараад цээж нь зад үсрэн голоо зурж аахилах хүртэл нь би бүсгүйчүүдтэй болзох болно. Ямар байна даа?"OHOWLY & NABI
8 108 - In Serial74 Chapters
Sara's (not really) Fabulous System Armageddon, Book I: The World Ended at Rush Hour
Planet Earth, Monday, October 7th, 2019. 18:30 * * On a fateful day, during rush hour in eastern North America, Heavens and Hell crumbled and fell from their higher dimension on Earth. It came from "above" but not the same above we regard in our tridimensional Euclidean reasoning. No, it came from "above" as in from a higher dimension. Bits and pieces of those places fell on Earth from all directions, this time in tridimensional Euclidean space. Satellites, the ISS, and space debris all were wiped clean from orbit. Even those that didn't crash with the falling debris were knocked off orbit by the shockwaves. On the ground, power distribution lines were disrupted and most power facilities were left abandoned by their dead staff. Most of these had emergency shutdown routines that engaged in a few days. Some others had a survivor among their staff that followed protocol and activated their SCRAM switches, stopping the power plant. Long-distance communication disappeared the internet along with it. The world was plunged into technological darkness. Nine hundred and ninety-nine out of every thousand human beings perished immediately in the pulse of magical energy from the torn spatial boundary. Spirits were rent asunder and vanished, their fate neither salvation nor damnation, only oblivion. The criteria used for this culling was latent magic potential. It didn't discriminate against education, gender, age, or ethnic group. But of the around seven million survivors, most would meet their doom moments later. Those on moving vehicles, like the ones driving on highways suddenly had to contend with high-speed uncontrolled cars and trucks driven by corpses. Trapped in their vehicles and helpless, they became part of the long snake of crushed metal. Very few survived. Those in the air or out in the sea were alone and probably unable to control their rides. Airplanes crashed, and ships kept their course or drifted away, depending on their autopilot. Several ended their own lives in utter despair after seeing their loved ones die in front of them. Another large group would die at the hands of other survivors. Violence and aggression became the norm. Only a few sparse pockets of not-so-sane survivors managed to band together and cooperate for the sake of mutual survival. The sole survivor in a five-over-one apartment building in Georgia, a girl became the keystone to humanity's survival. Sara's fabulous System Apocalypse had just started. She has only one remark. It was anything but fabulous. * * Updates every Wednesday and Sunday. Cover V2 credits: CC-BY-SA Midjourney Cover V1 Credits: Consumed, Jennifer Hansen.jpg (CC BY-SA 3.0) https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Consumed,_Jennifer_Hansen.jpg John Martin (public domain): - The Great Day of His Wrath - The Last Judgment - Le Pandemonium
8 87 - In Serial17 Chapters
The Blood Queen
The rain fell from the sky with ferocity and smashed into the pavement filling the air with the sound of a stampede. The noise was deafening as I struggled to stand up. The blood from my wound was covering the ground beneath me and I covered it with my hand as I pushed off the pavement. On my feet now I struggled to step towards the grass. Through the howling wind and pounding raindrops I could hear what sounded like a chant, calling me and drawing me towards the cliffs edge. "Vienna, my Queen, my blood Queen" I started to move my feet faster until I could run towards the edge. Only when I was at the edge did I turn and look back one last time at the castle behind me. I could see him standing on the balcony, he was screaming my name. I could just hear it over the rain. I unclipped my red cape and whispered goodbye to him. As he jumped off the balcony to run towards me I leaned backwards and let my body fall with the rushing water to the river far down below. I carried her whispers with me to the dark edge until they vanished.
8 183

