Dreamweaver

Sun, 23 Oct 2005 00:00:00 +0000

Dreamweaver by Stephen L’aross [ This story is, obviously, a work of fiction. Send any comments, questions, suggestions or constructive criticism to ShaneOMacIII@aol.com and I will answer them as swiftly as I am able. If this story does well enough, then I may post further parts to it. Thanks to everyone who reads, and thanks to Gromet for graciously posting this as well. ]

Fifteen years old…

Finally, after a night full of studying on what felt like every topic under the sun, Orin closed the textbook and slumped back in his chair. Truly, he thought to himself, there was no greater relief than finishing one’s homework…and before midnight, too, which was rare. He could only wonder how much more atrocious the nightly tasks would be if he did not have the drive to succeed. A number of his peers were more content to sleep through their classes, scraping by with a C, perhaps the occasional B or more-than-occasional D. If Orin received less than an A on anything besides P.E., he might just lose his mind.

Stephen L'aross on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Dreamweaver