Novels by Creative Muse

Seth's Point Of ViewWe lost. Our third game this season and we lost. We don't usually lose, like we have never lost except twice to Cornwall Caster back in Sophomore year and Freshman year. Nathan is pissed. I could hear his voice yelling in the locker room. I pushed the door open walking in and closing it behind me."This is the worst we have ever played. Jeff, I swear I told you to pass me the ball because I had an open to score. God, are you deaf?" He yelled at our teammate."If I passed it to you, the other team would have got the ball, Nate. What were you expecting me to do?" Jeff asked him"How about opening your ears next time? When we lose a match, we lose as a team and I hate losing. Do you guys think because these matches aren't the leagues we should just not give a shit?" He yelled at them."Nate, that's enough. It was just a game bro, relax. We will get them back another time," Mike said to him. Nathan glared at him. "You know what, fuck it," he said, walking away t

Nate's Point Of View We pulled up in my driveway and he parked behind my dad Leon's Audi. I got out of the car grabbed my bags going up to the door. I wasn't gonna help Seth carry his bag but my conscience begged me to. I groaned dropping my bags at the front door and walking back to his car. I walked to his trunk and grabbed one of his suitcases carrying it to the door. I opened it with my keys and we walked inside. "I'm home!" I announced. My dad Evan soon met me by the door wearing an apron. "I'm Nate's dad, Evan. Well one of them," Evan said smiling as he stretched his hand out to Seth who shook his. "I'm Seth Emerson, a friend of Nathan's" Seth said smiling. I rolled my eyes. "We aren't friends and it's Nate," I said, glaring at him. "Don't be rude Nate," Evan said, smacking my arm "It's okay, Mr Cole," Seth said smiling. Suck up. "Please come in, dinner is almost ready. I hope you like pot roast," Evan said "I actually love pot roast." Seth grinned. I dragged my fee

Nate’s Point Of View"Emerson! Cole! My office now!" Coach yelled.I could have sworn he looked as red as those men in cartoons Evie and Lee watched. This is all Emerson's fault.I stomped off the field inside the school. I made my way to the coach's office flopping down in one of the chairs. Why does Seth have to be such an asshole? He kept pestering me since he shoved his tongue down my throat. He tripped me while I did warm-ups, and kicked the ball in the opposite direction so I couldn't catch it. His snarky comments spilled out of his mouth whenever I would catch a ball he was expecting me to miss but as soon as practice was over, and I retaliated by punching him in his face then the coach had to have a fit. The door swung open and the devil's child walked in with a smug look on his disgusting face followed by the coach. He sat beside me and then winked. I stared at him emotionlessly, feeling as if I was gonna throw up.He makes me sick."What do I have to do for you guys to

Nate's Point Of View"Nicholas we're gonna be late for school, come on!" I shouted to my brother as I made my way down the stairs for breakfast.The scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling bacon filled the air, making my stomach growl with hunger. I walked into the kitchen, the warm sunlight streaming in through the window and casting a golden glow over the room. My dad, Evan, was plating our breakfast, while my other dad, Leon, was busy making lunches for my little sisters, Evie and Lee.I sat down at the table, rubbing my hands together in anticipation. Nick soon joined us, and we dug into our breakfast. The sound of sizzling bacon and chatter filled the air, making for a warm and cozy atmosphere."Lee and Evie you guys have 30 minutes for me to drop you guys at school. I have to be at the dealership by 8," My other dad Leon said walking into the kitchen.He was dressed in black dress pants, a white long-sleeve button-up shirt tucked in, and a royal blue tie. Yes, I have two d