《The Pig and the Frog》SIXTEEN
Advertisement
I have my hands out the window of the rental car we got. We don't know where we are going, but in the moment, who cares. She grew up too fast. They would always say.
But being grown up means you see the truth in the world. And you get what you want. Well, you know how to get it.
We've been gone for about a month. I think. We weren't going anywhere in life, so we left it all behind. We can start over.
We can be mended. We mend each other.
"Where to next?" I ask, we are traveling the country. There's so many places. So many sights. "Can we visit some friends, ones I made in Washington?"
He smiles a lot. "I have friends there too. Let's go there." I grab his hand, and give it a squeeze, as we ride in silence for who knows how long.
My eyes drift off for a while, relaxed more than I ever have been. And once I wake up, we are already in Oregon. So many trees, lakes, and big rigs.
So many big rigs. We pass Crater Lake, Tobias getting a little nervous from the heights.
He doesn't push me like anyone else did. He's patient. And I say something I never thought I was capable of saying.
"Tobias..." I pause a little, and he looks at me for a second. "I...I love you." I see the grin on his face, and he squeezes my hand.
"I love you too Tris." He has always said it to me, but I could never find myself saying it back. I was always at a loss for words.
"Hey Trissy?" I look over at a still smiling Tobias, his eyes on the road still. I roll my eyes at the nickname.
"Yah?" I look at him, my hair blowing in my face now. I move it from my face.
"What do you want to be now?" I give him a confused face. "Like a job?"
I raise an eyebrow, and smile, remembering the last conversation we had before I left. "I still want to be a frog."
He looks at me and smiles, also remembering.
"And I still want to be a pig."
Advertisement
- In Serial12 Chapters
Anaraknakrium: The Cursid
This is my first time writing a story so any and all advice is welcome, i hope it is satisfactory and i will continue to make it better thank [email protected] The image is not mine i obtained from: https://charlottecarrendar.com/category/dead-nation-series-carrendar-writers/ It started with a whimsical thought of the gods that was all but tossed aside, never to bear fruit for all eternity awakens in the dark undisturbed. Now shall we see what a creature so abhorred and hated by the gods, where their very existence is blasphemous and chaotic may bring upon the world of Leis. Where endless races come and go with only the strongest remaining through the tides of change.
8 198 - In Serial7 Chapters
Berries, Boars, and a Boy (A How to Train Your Dragon Fanfiction) (Snotlout/OC)
"In a lot of ways, Snotlout is very much Spitelout's son," said Freda. Torben did not need to see her face to hear in her voice that she wanted to say more. "One can hardly help but notice," he said when she didn't immediately continue. "But," she added hesitantly. "In more subtle and quiet ways he is much more my son." Torben turned his face toward the sun, the heat of it warming his skin though his world remained dark. "Even without my sight I could see that. Why else do you think I would encourage and allow his frequent visits here." --- He was brash, cocky, and way too self-confident for it to be real but he had gotten her out of the tree. She was older than him, taller than him, and had an annoying habit of seeing through his bluffs but she had stitched him up. What happens when Sigyn and Snotlout strike up an unusual friendship? And what happens when Snotlout goes away to The Edge with the other Dragon Riders and she stays behind? Will their friendship remain intact, fade away, or possibly change into something neither was expecting? Just see if I don't make a Snotlout fan of you by the end. Story told from both Sigyn and Snotlout's POV.
8 191 - In Serial20 Chapters
Gate: War of Two Worlds Shorts
As the war continue, their are many stories that are untold. Voices, perspectives, battles, characters, and more that get lost between the bigger picture. These stories are to show another side of a long and bloody war. You can catch this book here, Wattpad, FanFiction.
8 186 - In Serial7 Chapters
The Pentagon
2240. 240 years had past since the mass change in the world. Panorama was so no longer the peaceful world in which they coexisted with monsters. Now, it was a kill or be killed world. Because of this, young children starting from 10 had to go to Military School. When they were 13, they were given the choice to specialise in military or do other work. Everyone who were born after the Monsters turned on the Human Race, were born with Modifications to their body, and these Modifications were a singular power which conspire into something unordinary when nurtured. Neo was someone who was ordinary. He had some successes in his time at Military School during his three years there, and honestly, he wasn't any good in much else. He was hand picked by people he had never seen before, and was one of the 750,000 in the whole of Panorama.
8 166 - In Serial17 Chapters
Malicious Designs
Empires rise and empires fall, but legends never die.The gods killed most of humanity in the cleansing, but there are pockets of survivors. Avril spends his days salvaging tech in the abandoned wasteland cities and avoiding anybody who still serves the gods, but when he’s caught between a vicious dragon and a god’s malicious foot soldiers, Avril is dragged into a mystery that will define the rest of his life.Malicious Designs is set in Rasa where dragons soar above abandoned cities of technological splendor, and the survivors of the cleansing must choose between kneeling to malevolent gods and risking annihilation.Take a stand. Defy the gods!
8 146 - In Serial143 Chapters
Jam Fest Book Club
Looking for more helpful comments, steady reads, and good friends? Look no further! Here at Jam Fest, we're a community of close-knit members dedicated to helping one another in this chaotic journey we call writing. With a unique reading group process, we aim to get your entire book reviewed by hard-working adults like yourself. If you put in the time and effort, you'll gain more than feedback, you'll gain a meaningful place in our festival of friends, no matter which genre you jam out to. Currently accepting applications. (18+)
8 140

