Author Ian Boudreau
“Between you, me, and the wall, I don’t know what to do!” I said in fear, “I think he found out!” “Well, you shouldn’t have cheated, bruh,” my friend Chase said. “I needed the money!” I exclaimed. “Doesn’t matter. You… Continue Reading →
Maybe there was a little blip of a heartbeat… or maybe I was just witnessing perfection. The Mustang hummed as it confidently coasted down the street. I could feel the vibration of the hefty exhaust and the subwoofer speakers through… Continue Reading →
“I low-key want to thrift it this year,” Jacobi said to me while looking at the golf section. My friend, Jacobi, is the best golfer in South Carolina. He’s sponsored by many prominent golf brands like Tittlist, Callaway, and Top… Continue Reading →
“We’ve never done anything together that I’ve actually cared about. I hate these dumb drills.” “Take this seriously, bro. All of this matters. I am sick of you always complaining.” I said in irritation as I grabbed the next ball… Continue Reading →
“You can’t trust me because I can’t trust you!” she exclaimed while snatching her phone back from my numb, shaky hands. My body shuddered as my heart sank down my chest and past my stomach. My body was chilled by… Continue Reading →
“Oh lord, I’ve had enough of these people out here,” My Dad muttered with irritation while shaking his head. In the distance, Clean, open, green fields criss-crossed with an organized mow and Checkerboard sand patches raked to perfection. Thick, bushy… Continue Reading →