The parents of a troublesome teenage son finally had enough and sends him for special training. He gets more than she bargains for.

St Francis of Asissies Correctional Academy Part 2

I have proof read this, but there may be some mistakes. Please forgive these.
This story is set in a crime ridden dystopian UK.

Part 2
The boys both woke when they heard the matron enter the room. They stumbled out of bed and saw the matron place a large bag of clothing on the table.

“Right you two, I want you washed and dressed in the next thirty minutes. You have induction this morning”

Almost simultaneously they both grabbed their crouches. They felt restriction and tightness down there.

After a relaxing day at the beach, there were three major events that week which drew Carla even further into girlhood, acceptance by the girls, learning more about what it means to be a girl, and a showdown with the Headmistress. All in all, a busy week for Carla.

I take a deep breath as I stand on my mark at the end of the street, flanked by four other young women the same age as me. We’re all dressed more or less the same- either loose summer dresses or (in my case at least) a floaty tank top and a short denim skirt, along with strappy summer sandals and thick make-up. I know I look gorgeous and I know I look effortlessly, perfectly feminine, but I’m still nervous- after all, there’s a lot riding on today, and the tiniest flaw in my look could ruin everything.

The story is about Rahul and how because of his Ego he has to deal with obstacles in his school life.

A Field trip

By Lynda Shermer

Chapter 5 - Summer Break With the Past

School being out, the world should have slowed down, it seemed to me. In actual fact, of course, it did no such thing.

A short story...

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Annie and her Granny

By Susannah Donim

Steve’s mother runs the secretive Transformations consultancy. This means he has a number of interesting jobs over the years.

Prologue

Steve helps with the testing of some interesting new technology.

“Here, Granny, hold onto my arm,” Annie said. “I’ll help you up the steps.”

“Thank you, dear,” I said gratefully, in my creaky ‘old lady’ voice.

“Look, there goes the freak!” A voice whispers as I walk down the school corridor, minding my own business. I don’t dignify the bully with any kind of response- instead, I just keep walking, telling myself that their insults can’t hurt me… Even though deep down inside, I know that’s not true.

Chapter 5

We fell asleep with her arms wrapped around me. Upon wakening the next morning, I found Sam on her side, her head resting on the palm of her bent elbow. She was staring at me. I smiled as I stretched out to shake off the night.