Novels by Red Butterfly

"So how did it go?"Mia heard as she opened the door. She saw her best friend lying on the couch. Stacie Rosen lay on the couch, her brown hair trailing behind her. Her brown eyes questioning Mia, as she walked in to the room.Stacie had been a permanent fixture in Mia's life, since she had moved to England. They had both graduated from the same program, but had studied with different mentors. While Mia had decided to work outside the university, Stacie had been offered a job in her mentor's research group. Stacie was only two years older than Mia, at twenty four."It went...well." Mia managed to say, dumping her folders and bag in a corner as she joined her friend and sat on the couch across from her."Doesn't sound like it went well." Stacie smiled knowingly."You know how there's love at first sight?" Mia started. "Yea, what about it?" Stacie asked, instantly curious.&

"What the hell was wrong with you? Were you constipated or something?" Matthew Rossi turned to hear his best friend berate him. He knew full well what Oliver was going on about."No, I wasn't. Nothing's wrong with me. You know how much I hate not being able to play!" He told him adamantly."Oh really...blame it on the red card...are you're always such an ass when Felix brings out the new staff? You were fine right before you saw her! I don't get why you had to do that. The poor girl was crushed! You're her favourite player!" Oliver told him, hitting Matthew hard with his equipment bag. They started walking again, heading for the parking lot."Look, I don't see what the big deal is. I'm always a jerk...you explained that to her probably...and she'll only have to deal with me a few times a week. Not so bad." Matthew told him, trying to soun

Mia shut off her car. Once she had stepped out and gotten her things, she looked back at it. The poor Dodge Challenger looked out of place, having been parked in between a Bentley and a Mercedes. The players' cars, she thought."Sorry about that..." She whispered to her car, feeling guilty about leaving it with such expensive automobiles.Walking to the gates, she could see some people running on the track. Maybe I'll get to meet him! She thought excitedly. She could only hope she would see her favourite player. That would be awesome! She tried to control her thoughts.She pressed the buzzer on the side of the gates."Yes?" Came a staticky voice. "It's Mia...I'm the new sports injury specialist..." She told the person. "Sorry. But there's no Mia listed." The person told her. Mia sighed...Fe

Into The StormChapter One: Starting On The Wrong FootThe early light of the morning had set everything a glow, as she drove to the outskirts ofLondon. Excitement was in the air."I start my new job today! Yay!" She said cheerfully. Mellenia Brooklyn couldn't help feeling so excited, she had landed her dream job. She was going to start working as one of London F.C.'s sports injury specialists. She couldn't believe her luck.As one of the more prominent teams, Mia had been surprised that the manager had even bothered to leave a message for her to come in for an interview. The interview, Mia thought, that itself had been another memorable moment.-----Walking in to the main building, Mia headed for the secretary's desk. "Hello! I'm Mia...I have an interview at9:30." She told t

~ If only tonight, If this is all I got, If I can't have your love, I won't get back up this time. If only tonight, I'll race you to the sun, before the morning comes, if I can change your mind. It's only tonight, and tomorrow you're gone, and we're just a song, singing along...~Music blasted on the speakers. She sang along with the song, driving down the gravelly road. The wind rushed in through the open windows, blowing her auburn hair around. The road was surrounded by a thick forest on either side.Mia had always loved driving up north. Muskoka was the most peaceful place in her mind. She loved going up to her parents cottage, even if she was going to be alone. She had finally gotten time off from work. After a hectic few months, she had deserved some time off.She smiled as she saw her cottage come in to view. The lake behind it, made it look as though it was a picture that should have been on a postcard. Mia could