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An old repost Luke was the best athlete in his school. Everyone knew it. No matter what sport he played, he excelled. Even the coaches on other teams would comment about how they knew he would go pro someday. Luke was all set to spend the summer at the most prestigious sports camp in the country, but then his grades came in. His mom told him that boys who barely pass any of their classes don't get rewarded with sports camp. Instead, she was shipping him off to his aunt's for the summer. Luke would spend his summer doing a different sort of athletics. Luke's aunt made it clear from the get-go that, since she had students living with her, she needed to keep her adolescent nephew out of trouble, so he would be intensively studying ballet with the students. At first, he thought that meant doing lifts and helping as an assistant, but his aunt banished those thoughts from his mind when she presented him with tutus, leotards, and panties. "For the summer, you are my niece, Gr...

Not sure this is what they meant by "there are no small parts, only small actors" When Jamie became a world-famous actor, he knew he would never tell anyone that his first big role was as Little Bear in Goldilocks and the Three Bears. Maybe he could mention being in it as a sort of ‘from humble beginnings' thing, but the actual role would go unmentioned. It had taken a lot to convince everyone that Little Bear was just as good a name as Baby Bear and even then, he wasn't thrilled to be Little Bear. “I auditioned for Papa Bear.” “Yes.” Mrs. DeMarco the director agreed. “But that's part of acting. You don't always get the role you want.” She chuckled. “Can't have two Papa Bears with one Mama Bear, now can we?” “I thought you were… y'know, casting a kindergartener.” “I thought so too, but I think it'll be better with one of my older actors as Baby Bear.” At first, Jamie tried to make the most of it. After all, Little Bear and Papa Bear had a lot ...

Hudson was fed up with his project partner. No matter what, Madison seemed determined to make him miserable. Last Saturday, she had come over so early, he had still been in his Minecraft pajamas. “You can still work on our project.” She said. “They're cute! I think my little brother has the same ones.” He glared at her, but she smiled so sweetly, he almost thought he had imagined the barb. So this Saturday, he told her in no uncertain terms that they would be doing their project at her place. To his surprise, she agreed. “Yeah, your house was a little far for me. But, Saturday I'm at the Clarion Theater.” “What? Why?” “Helping some friends with their performance. I'll probably be done before you're there. I know you like to sleep in.” “What time?” “Oh, whenever you can make it that morning.” Girls were so annoying sometimes! She acted like he should just know what time works! He walked into the lobby and it took at least ten minutes before he found someone. Thankfully,...

A missing flower girl is a bonafide wedding emergency “Great to see you, Timmy. Oh, sorry. It's Tim now?” “Yeah, Tim.” Tim agreed, still returning his cousin James's fist bump. “Excited?” “Can't be more excited than you!” Tim replied, chuckling. James was the groom after all and he was just a groomsman. “Excited, nervous, freaking out, all of the above.” James said with a chuckle. He had always been Big Cousin James, but had never really held his twelve years over Tim. “Suits are in the other room, uh Kevin!” He waved another cousin over. Kevin was barely even two years older than Tim, but he was a senior while Tim was a mere freshman thanks to skipping a grade. “Can you show Tim” he emphasized Tim as if still getting used to it.  I changed it to Tim like a year ago!  “Where the suits are? Figured you'd be heading there yourself.” He eyed Kevin's casual clothes pointedly. “Yeah, yeah. Let's get ready, dude.” Kevin patted Tim's back in greeting and then ...

"Go away!" Peter yelled, glaring at his obnoxious little brother Dylan. "But you said I could play!" "I said you could play when I'm done." Peter said, holding the controller over his brother's head with a smirk. "Please? Just ten minutes!” Dylan whined. “This isn't fair!" "I don't care." Peter said, turning away as his brother tried to jump to grab the controller. Despite being thirteen to Dylan's nine, he was only a little taller than the younger boy, so holding the controller up over his head was not a sure thing. Dylan huffed. "You're a jerk!" Peter shrugged it off and sat back down on the couch, so absorbed by the game that he did not notice the strange smile that crossed his brother's face. "Maybe you're fussy because you had an accident in your Pull-ups." Peter did not respond. "I said, you had an accident in your Pull-ups, didn't you, Petey?" "Don't call...

“Go on. Ask him!” Jamie whined, tugging on his brother's hoodie sleeve. “We've still got time.” Kevin said with a chuckle. “Time for what?” “Granny said I gotta get ready soon.” Jamie mumbled into Kevin's sleeve. “Ask!” “Ask me what?” Gabe asked again. “Well,” Kevin smiled sheepishly. “Jamie wants to know if you'd be willing to be Baby New Year.” “What? No way.” Jamie detached himself from Kevin and looked up at Gabe with all the pleading energy a five year old could muster. “Please? Pretty please?” “I had to do it until you came along, Jamie.” Gabe said, which was mostly true. Kevin, being two years younger than him, had done it once, but had somehow managed to miss every New Year's Eve where it would have been his turn, leaving it to Gabe to fill in. “Why don't you want to?” “Cuz it's for babies!” “What?” “Well, it is in the name.” Kevin chuckled. Jamie nodded. “But if you don't want to do it since it's for babies, why me?” “Cuz you...