Luliana: An Imperfect First

Boston made a point of walking Luliana home every night. He was plucking up the courage to ask her on a date or prom. At least, this is what Luliana played over in her mind. Boston would stop her, take her boba tea, placing it on a nearby wall. He would take her hands inContinue reading “Luliana: An Imperfect First”

Luliana: Boba and Boston

Luliana stepped out of the classroom, her head bowed in shame. Her fellow troublemakers jostled past her, mocking and poking. Leaning against the wall, Luliana recognised the trainers. Boston has the same scuff marks on his trainers. The micro tear to the edge of his jeans, she memorised it all. Luliana lifted her head toContinue reading “Luliana: Boba and Boston”

Luliana: The Boy I Love

Luliana stroked her face, checking her cream had caressed her skin into a healthy glow. Her hair was thick blonde curls, still bouncing over her shoulders when in a high ponytail. Sapphire blue eyes beamed back from the reflection, which sparkled when she smiled. Luliana patted her figure. She had curves, not in the placesContinue reading “Luliana: The Boy I Love”