Jesse Teller

Tag: The New Girl

  • The Coming of Normal Street

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    I am here today with bated breath. Maybe gasping breath. Is nervous breath a thing? Well, some sort of breath to reveal the cover for my upcoming release. Here it is, the front and back cover for Reality of the Unreal Mind Vol. 2: Normal Street. Bekah and I actually live in the same town…

  • The New Girl 23: Death

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    Shadow did finally kill himself. He wanted it so bad that Smear Lord of Ire gave him a hallucination. Shadow was down on his knees, a trembling knife in his hand. Wrist. Wrist. Thigh. Thigh. On the wall in his dorm room he wrote Corrupter. He was dead for about a day. The afterlife that…

  • The New Girl 22: The Portrait

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    Guardian and Bekah were eating a sad meal at the cafeteria. They could barely look at each other. Just a graze of the eyes hurt. It hurt just to be near one another, but if they could get a moment, they would. Bekah was talking about her art classes and said she needed to draw…

  • The New Girl 21: Tragedy of the Outcasts

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    Artist once drove the world mad. It was the pain of Bekah. And he was trying to find a way to explain it. It was the hate of Draconic and her hate of him. It was the constant raging burn, and the tortuous slow burn, of the death he was dying. It took him two…

  • The New Girl 20: The One Great Night

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    Shadow told himself no when Cheech knocked. Cheech was our one truly good friend in Wells. He lived right up the hall and would have done anything for us. He was young. Had graduated high school two years early because he was brilliant. His father was rich and wanted as little to do with him…

  • The New Girl 19: Old Obsessions

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    Bekah showed up at my dorm room the next morning. When she knocked, Guardian was still asleep. He had barely slept all night. He was soaking wet and Shadow slipped out of his clothes and into something dry. He stepped out into the hallway and stared at her not even letting her in the room.…

  • The New Girl 18: Future Part 3

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    On stunned legs I wobbled up to the front of the class. I didn’t trust my voice, but to my professor I said with a croak, “You meant upper classmen, right?” He turned to me with a broad smile. He was a powerful, if not rotund, man with a full head of salt and pepper…

  • The New Girl 17: The Death of the Droogs

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    Bell was here a few weeks ago. He brought Christmas presents for everyone. I got a mug. It is huge and it is made out of an ox horn. It’s one of the most badass things I own, and I will use it next time I have my Barbarian Goat Drinking Party. For details on…

  • The New Girl 16: Aftermath

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    I gotta get this bitch the fuck out of my apartment now, was the first thing Shadow thought as soon as the door closed after Hymnal and Vigil walked out. He spun to point at Bekah and tell her to get out, and Guardian came out in force. He surged forward so hard he nearly…

  • The New Girl 15: Corrupter

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    “What was that?” I asked Bekah as we left my mother’s house. “I’m not sure what just happened there myself.” She laughed. “Those two women hate each other.” “Hugs to the contrary.” I looked at her and felt so much hope. We were moments out of our first family meeting. Someone had decided that finally…