by Ρĥàńŧāśĩ»ßő™

Intro: Here’s chapter 4 of my 1st attempt at a serial. As always I welcome comments be they praise or criticism. Please don’t be angry if I get any facts wrong regarding gender issues, it is only a story, besides the characters themselves could be getting it wrong rather than me. Feel free to point out any errors I make though.

They hadn’t noticed Nadine walk back in; she heard this last comment despite the fact they were talking quietly.

“Erm, no not at all, we were just talking about someone else.”

by Ρĥàńŧāśĩ»ßő™

Intro: Here’s chapter 3 of my 1st attempt at a serial. As always I welcome comments be they praise or criticism. Please don’t be angry if I get any facts wrong regarding gender issues, it is only a story, besides the characters themselves could be getting it wrong rather than me. Feel free to point out any errors I make though.

“Jess whispered to her mum, “Lini’s asleep,” She joined her mum on the landing. Betty smiled at her, her smile faded when she saw an angry look in her daughter’s eyes.

“What’s wrong with you?” She hissed.

by Ρĥàńŧāśĩ»ßő™

Intro: Here’s chapter 2 of my 1st attempt at a serial, As always I welcome comments be they praise or criticism. Please don’t be angry if I get any facts wrong regarding gender issues, it is only a story, besides the characters themselves could be getting it wrong rather than me. Feel free to point out any errors I make though. [It’s worth reading “One Saturday Night”, my short story, before reading this chapter. Although not absolutely critical.]

Dozer’s having a fancy dress party for his 18th birthday, Jess is invited but Linford isn’t, Jess can bring a girlfriend, that doesn’t help Linford. Jess and her mum have other ideas though. It’s July and the summer holidays, 3 months after One Saturday Night. Just look who else is gonna be there.

by Ρĥàńŧāśĩ»ßő™

Intro: Here’s my 1st attempt at a serial, I don’t know how long it will be as yet, or where it’s headed, I’m making it up as I go along. I welcome comments be they praise or criticism. I know I’m a novice and there’s no way this will be as good as my favourite stories on here, but I’m trying my best.

“Well you don’t help the situation, if you’d have a haircut like your dad keeps suggesting, you might look a bit more masculine.” She replied

“I like long hair, I’ve always had long hair, I don’t see how that makes me look like a girl” he said sulkily

I suddenly realised Nadine had stopped. I turned round and saw the look of horror on her face. And then the realisation dawned on me, I’d said it out loud. We stood and stared at each other for a few seconds, my face must’ve turned bright red as I felt it burn up.

Disclaimer: There is a small amount of bad language and physical violence.