Chris took a few raspberries from the container. He wasn't much of a berry guy, but he liked them. "Well, if he dies, I get any cash he has!" he said. He looked at the other boy. Didn't look too threatening, to be honest. No harm in making new friends, he decided. And if he got along well ...

(Chris continued from Eating Out (Cleanly) )) Chris was finally out of that godforsaken French class. He hated the class with a passion; while he enjoyed the language and spoke it fairly well, the teacher was such a cross between overly-sweet and extremely strict that it made the class a ticking tim...

Chris didn't exactly take to this girl too quickly. What was her name? Dandelion, Rose -- Rosa, that's it. As a matter of fact, she almost immediately got off on the wrong foot with him. All he wanted to do was ask about this party, and she has to go off on him and drop subtle hints that he's a lose...

((Chris continued from Ice Trails )) Chris was feeling a bit pekish. Well, that was a lie. In all actuality, he was starving. He hadn't eaten since lunch, which was just a sandwich and a Coke. He had some pretzels on the bus ride to the mall, but that was it. So after taking off from the ice rink (h...

Chris continued to watch. As their bodies shifted, he found that the two of them looked vaguely familiar, and he suspected that they may go to his school. He didn't exactly recognize them, though. The one on top, a slim Asian with, honestly, kind of stupid-looking glasses (Chris had never been one f...

Chris wasn't exactly the best skater in the world. To be honest, he may as well have been the worst . He used to go to the rink when he was in elementary school, but he wasn't particularly good then either. It wasn't the balancing so much as the moving that got him; even on four-wheeled roller skate...