All Chapters of The Revenge Plan: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tunes without the words and never stops at all.”Emily Dickinson.

My eyes!Oh God, my eyes had lost their ability to see correctly, because I had to be seeing things. A mirage, or hallucination…or something. That’s all there was to it.Because I absolutely refused to believe what my brain was trying to tell me that my eyes seriously thought they saw.No other way could my boyfriend of three years be inside my dorm, naked, with my roommate—also naked—as he gripped her hair hard enough from behind to cant her head back at an awkward angle while he pounded into her ass on, yes, my fucking couch that he’d helped me pick out this summer and haul up two flights of stairs to move into this very apartment.But why would my eyes play those kinds of evil tricks on me? That was just cruel and unusual punishment. Did they hate me for some reason? Had I pissed them off for staying up late one night too many, straining them to exhaustion as I’d squinted at my laptop and furiously tried to finish papers I had due the next day? They thought they’d get their reve

Haven had fallen asleep by the time we reached my apartment complex.“God, I hate your truck,” Izzy muttered from the driver’s seat as she passed the only available parking spot directly in front of my place.“What’re you doing?” I cried as I watched my building flash by. “There was a place right there.”The idea of carrying Haven’s dead weight more than a block did not appeal.But Izzy growled, “You’re crazy if you think I can actually parallel park this huge monstrosity anywhere that small. I’m going to circle the block, and then I’ll let you out by your front door before I find somewhere easier to park.”I opened my mouth to tell her it wasn’t that hard to parallel park and even offer tips, but the glance she shot me in the rearview mirror had me shutting up.So, I settled for sighing. “Whatever.”Growing up with three sisters and no brothers had taught me well when to keep my mouth shut to avoid getting my eyes scratched out.Once she’d made her way back around the block, t

Issue 2 of “Hopeless Henry”By Alice BennetTaken from the University GazetteCollege was different than I thought it’d be. Harder in some ways; easier in others. One thing I seriously needed to learn was time management.As I stepped from the history department building, my head spun with everything I needed to get done. My professor had just reminded us of midterms coming up and an essay that was due next week. Then I had another paper in my English class to finish, a group project to work on in sociology, and a big lab assignment to start in chemistry, not to mention we had a parade to practice for in band, and another home game to perform at this weekend, and—Well, let’s just say I had no idea when I was going to get everything done. That pretty much summed it up.Turning down a sidewalk that led toward the cafeteria, I swung my book bag over one shoulder just as Rush appeared at my side.“Henry, my man,” he greeted, bumping his shoulder companionably into mine. “So, I’ve b

Grateful that my old roommate and Topher were both nowhere around when Dad and I arrived at Dandridge Hall, we packed my belongings into his and Mom’s van, then into my car, for over an hour until I had all my college possessions completely cleared from Annabeth’s apartment, only to return to my new place and realize the sheets wouldn’t fit the ones I’d had for the single-sized bed I’d used in my dorm apartment.Wick offered to lend me a second set he had on hand, but stubborn, I-want-to-be-independent me resisted. Thankfully, the nearest twenty-four-hour mart was only a few blocks away, so after I shooed my parents out the door and on their way home to keep them from being on the road any later than necessary, I ran out and found myself some queen-sized sheets, trying to look at things on the bright side: I was getting a bigger bed!When I returned, Wick walked me down to the building’s basement to show me where the laundry room was kept so I wouldn’t have to sleep in itchy, new she