A Granted Wish – Iyana Jenna
1800 words Teen Fiction
Being told over and over that he is too young to have a girlfriend, or a boyfriend as the case may be, 15-year-old Kyle sends a wish to whoever up there is willing to grant it.
Kyle inches slowly, creeps in, and, stealing a quick glance towards the boy sitting next to him, he smiles. He looks down; can feel their fingers entwined together underneath their school bags. He loves seeing the blush on the other boy’s face, feel the slight tremor running through his hand–though from excitement or fear he knows not. They are inside the school bus after all. He swallows his disappointment when Aiden pulls his hand back. Right. He tries not to show his feeling, looks up and sees the boy’s shy smile toward him, making him feel warm all over.
A Part of Me – Iyana Jenna
4500 words Ghost Story
In the middle of the snow on their way to get home for Christmas, Connor Williams crashed his car into a tree. He was badly injured, but his boyfriend, who was also in the car, was barely alive. How then, that morning in Connor’s room, was Zach by his side, waiting for him to wake up?
Zach found Connor still awake in the middle of the night, eyes straining at the screen of his PowerBook; his forefinger never stopped clicking. He didn’t even realize when Zach entered the study and came to stand behind him. Zach yawned. “What are you doing?” He tried to peep into the screen. It looked like the website of a local airline. Zach got no reply until he repeated his question. This time he got a grunt. “Is something wrong? Hey, Connor?” He leaned over Connor’s shoulder. “Why are you checking a flight schedule? Don’t we have tickets?”
Glowing Dim as an Ember – Iyana Jenna
2750 words Young Adults
14 year-old Etienne keeps getting flashes of someone else’s memories. Dancing bears and painted wings are not exactly the things he meets every day especially since he is just a homeless boy living on the cold streets of Paris.
Denmark, 1840 At first he thought he heard it from afar, the roar of a gun blaring, a voice screaming. Or perhaps it was a dream. But someone was pounding at the door, and he leaped out of bed. Feet entangled in the blankets, he nearly toppled face first onto the floor when a pair of hands caught him and he gasped, panicked. “You have to go. You have to go!” “Mama?” His mother grabbed his boots and pulled them onto his feet, then snatched up his coat and put it on him; she pushed him urgently toward the window.
O Res Mirablis! – Iyana Jenna
2200 words Young Adult
London, 1853. An orphaned boy, Timmy, had to leave the orphanage when he was big enough and work as a chimney sweep in houses when their residents were not home.
That night didn’t start well for Timmy. He lost his coat and the money he earned earlier to some bullies before he went to clean a house’s chimney. It wasn’t so bad despite the smothering dust, but that was before he fell and cracked his ankle.
London, 1853 “Hey, Sooty!” A bunch of scruffy-looking chaps stood idly about, some leaning against the dirty brick wall behind them, picking their teeth or folding their arms on their chests. Timmy walked past them, head down, stealing glances toward those men once in a while, making as though he was about to turn around and run but a small voice inside his head warned him not to. Slowly he advanced, careful not to make jerking movements that would stir those bullies’ attention toward him if their attention had not been toward him already.