It's better to live in the worst house in a good neighborhood than to live in the best house in a bad neighborhood. It was an expression that Bree's mom often said, and Bree had internalized it as well. The Links was a damn nice neighborhood; lot's of fancy houses and verdant lawns sprawled across t...

Wait. Wait a second. Where was the explosion? Bailey thought that the fidget spinner would blow up when it stopped spinning. She thought it was just common sense. Was there a timer that she hadn't read about? There could have been. Bailey cursed inwardly. Of course whenever she took her own initiati...

As Xavier played hero and stepped up to the would-be thief, Bailey was scrambling backwards towards the stairs. The only thought running through her brain at the moment was get the bag, get out . Bailey didn't feel like tangoing with a murderer, especially not at close range and without the element ...

"Yeah, yeah, I know," Bailey responded, graciously taking Xavier's hands and hauling herself back to her feet. She leaned down to brush off her knees, which had collected a not insignificant amount of dust and dirt while she was on the floor. She also took the time to brush off her shirt. ...

"Hold on, you—what?" All of a sudden, the three of them just began spouting off at her all at once. When Harry unnecessarily slammed his hands on the table, Serena instinctively flinched and scooched backwards until she felt the cold embrace of the wall. They asked her all kinds of questio...

Welp, it turned out the boy was pretty harmless after all. She could've easily been shanked or shot or beaten in the time it took for Xavier (her brain connected the voice to the name) to reach her and offer her assistance. She didn't really know Xavier that well, and she was taken completely aback ...

When Bailey rounded the corner of the stairwell, she certainly wasn't expecting to see someone else standing there, waiting for her. She let out a very audible gasp and very nearly jumped back. While she didn't actually jump, she did abruptly shift her body while she was in the middle of taking a st...

Bailey Hersh as of the school is an empty glass : Her pigtails have been let down, and her hair is currently loose. Her hoodie, socks, and boots have been coated in vomit and are currently not being worn, and are instead airing out on a table in the cafeteria. She is currently uninjured. She does no...

Teeth shearing through the soft flesh of a peach ; quiet footsteps padding up and down the stairwell; hands rifling through a crowded polyester bag; these sounds and more were emanating from the most isolated, dingiest corner of the fake cafeteria that Bailey Hersh could find. The containers that o...

Bailey, with all the might that she could muster, grabbed onto Ángel's hand—the one with the water bottle—and hoisted herself back to her feet. The act of walking was horrendous; her exhausted legs didn't want to cooperate, and she was disgusted beyond belief by the feeling of bile sloshing around i...

So that was it, then. All the stupid posturing, all the stupid verbal spats, all of it was pointless. Mary may as well have not even gone up to get the drink, considering she just wasted a perfectly good can of Heineken. Fucking dope. Mikki let out a deeply annoyed huff, somewhat miffed that she had...

Serena saw the flirtatious smile falter when she rejected the drink, and she almost let out a huge sigh of relief. It seemed as though Jasmine got the message after all and was backing down. The crisis, at least for now, had been averted; Serena’s brain could now go down to DEFCON 3. Still, though, ...

At this point, Serena realized that what Jasmine was doing was entirely intentional. The leaning on the table, the breathy words, the offering of the drink, all of those actions were fully conscious on Jasmine's part. She guessed that the group wasn't nearly as wasted as she thought they were. The r...

Hello all. I'm really excited to be able to write with Bailey, and I've only gotten three posts with her under my belt. I would absolutely love a hero. I want to continue writing with Bailey and keep developing the story that I have with her, and I'd hate to be booted out of Cyber just as I took the...

Honestly? Serena didn't know what she expected. She saw the trio enter the room, she saw the trio approach the table, but for some reason she just didn't think they would actually attempt to interact with her. For the first time this entire night, people actually sought her out and wanted to speak w...