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The Mailgirl of Stephens Academy

Chapter 2B: The Weight of Preparation

The insistent buzz of my phone jolted me awake, its vibrations rattling against the wooden nightstand like an alarm that refused to be ignored. The faint glow of the screen cast eerie shadows across the walls. Even before I ...

"Congrats on winning the science thingy, Scro." My sister shoved my door open without knocking, stepping inside like it was her room. She immediately scowled as she assessed my bookshelves, test tubes, science fiction posters, and action figures and found them lacking in “cool”.

Tiffy stood there ...

Thanks for the encouragement. Working on it.

The Mailgirl of Stephens Academy

2C: The Assembly

The morning announcements had barely ended when Mrs. Johnson’s gaze swept across the classroom. Her expression was unreadable, her eyes sharp with quiet intensity. After a long pause, she spoke, her voice calm but unmistakably firm.

“Some of you ...

Looks promising!

Chapter 2

On the bus, a bunch of the rowdier boys headed straight to the back. Us girls got on next. I think most of us were still feeling a bit uncomfortable being so outnumbered, so we instinctively herded together. The two oldest girls, Misty and Alice, that had gotten us all this opportunity ...

The plot could use some work.

Chapter 3: Skin

The courthouse steps felt like the edge of a cliff.

I stood between Cassie and our pro bono lawyer, shivering despite the spring heat. Behind us, protesters screamed—some chanting “Free them!” others bellowing “Shame!” News helicopters circled like vultures.

Ethan squeezed my hand ...

Brilliant story! Pray continue.

I spent longer than I needed to appreciating the art exhibit. But I was having too much fun watching Bea settle into her new routine. Every room we entered, after absorbing the gasps from its current occupants, she would find a bare spot of wall to hug and lower her hands to her side. And while her ...