Teenage years
trapped In The Closet
It was a normal Saturday night at work. As a high schooler, I worked in a skating rink. Saturday Nights were big business most of the time. There was a local college, and they all but took over. A local radio DJ spun the records, and pulled in the crowds from eleven until two in the morning, and the earlier seven to ten session would be busy in anticipation.
By L. Lane Bailey3 years ago in Confessions
One Time At Band Practice
Lucas Rogers was a rare breed for the small high school I grew up in. Many girls had crushes on him, and I was no exception. He was a band geek, but one of the few tan and handsome men at our school. He always wore nice, preppy clothes, and a tight beach themed necklace followed by a cross around his neck. He could make a joke out of anything and was never less than lively. He was friendly to everyone, no exceptions.
By E.L. Martin3 years ago in Confessions
The Disgusting Sex Life of My Teen Crush
It has been 20 years since that incident and I still shudder thinking about it. Back then I was a vivacious teenage girl, full of beans and packed with dreams. And like every other girl of my age, I also dreamed of a knight in shining armor, a charming prince who would sweep me off my feet, giving me a life of my dreams.
By Peeping_Soul3 years ago in Confessions
My Summer Camp YA-Romance Moment
Almost all of my embarrassing moments related to romance happen because of texting/Facebook messenger. Maybe our parents really did have it better because at least they never accidentally exposed to their crush that they have a crush on them.
By Robin Owens3 years ago in Confessions
Two Lies and a Truth
A Lie: me to me When someone asks me what keeps me up at night, what mistake from the past will haunt me till my dying day, what cringe cannot be undone, the moment that comes to mind is when I pretended someone else's writing was mine.
By yanina maysonet3 years ago in Confessions