100 Tula Para Kay Stella Novels & Stories

“I said judgment, not taste.” “Sorry, I didn’t mean to upset you.” Stella tilted her head until her glossy dark curls cascaded over her shoulder. We always joked that she was the United Nations of humans because of her multicultural background—German and Japanese on her mother’s side; Black and Puerto Rican on her father’s side. The result was five foot eleven inches of leggy limbs, deep olive skin, and catlike green eyes. Supermodel material, if she had any interest in being a supermodel, which she didn’t. “It was just an observation, but you’re right. I don’t know him well enough to judge. Statement retracted.”

Stella tried to speak but she couldn’t complete her statement in embarrassment as eight pair of eyes were staring at her with utter curious gazes. “Like he is .. your mate?” asked Elena with a small shy smile. “What? Really?” asked Lucas in utter shock. “Maybe. I don’t know yet but I think so” said Stella shyly. Her cheek turned cherry red in embarrassment. “I think so too” replied Elena while raising her hand in agreement. “Even I think so. His face glowed when she came running towards her brother like a pro racer!” said Lily nodding in agreement. “Stop running so fast on stairs, you might trip and destroy you stunning face” Elena scolded and Stella nodded in embarrassment.

Stella’s face is pure shock, and she shakes her head, pulling away from the tears that threaten to spill. “How much?” she asks me, and I shake my head. Stella has a better condition in life than I do, but not even her have that kind of money. “How many thousands?” she asks, and I take a deep breath telling her two hundred thousand, and she almost spits her tea out.

She was poised to ask for that sum, but instead, she confidently gestured a different number with her hand. "Five hundred thousand dollars?" She shook her head. "No. Five million dollars." In agreeing to follow the man with the thick, black glasses, Stella realized some opportunities were no longer in her reach. She was in the realm of bargaining now. Lucas looked at her, his smile assessing, like he was appraising an item. "Five million dollars? You believe you're worth that?" "I'm invaluable." Lucas laughed heartily, as if amused by a joke. "Invaluable? Do you possess some unique quality that sets you apart from others?"

Tulia protested and asked if she could spend the night. “It’s fine with me if it’s okay with you,” I told Stella. Both Tulia and Jordie made praying hands and gave us their best puppy dog eyes. “Please,” they said in unison. “All right. But straight to bed. No more movies,” Stella relented. “Yes!” they said, fist-pumping each other.

While Maddie and I take the pastries to the home economics lab, Welma leads the women to our classroom. “You guys have no idea how greedily the customers are scarfing these down their throats” Stella from the other groups from my team, comes holding my hand right when we get to the lab. She’s a bubbly girl with curly short hair, emerald eyes, and a light sprinkle of mud freckles across her nose and cheeks. I wear my pride subtly as I set the steel tray down on the counter. “I guess we’re making a record on the sales, huh?” She nods at me and chirps, “I bet you these will vanish in mere seconds once we deliver them to the classroom.”

Before anything came out from my mouth, he yelled “Stella! If you act like you don’t want to spend your time with me then it won’t be good for you.” I became silent listening to him. I didn’t dare to talk back anything. A part of me was dreading about it but I kept calming myself repeating the words Jennie and Jessie would be there too. We reached the place and I saw three tents were arranged. There were few lights hanging from the branch of tree that were giving enough light to see the things. Jessie, Jennie and their boyfriends were already there. Harry leaned a bit and whispered into my ear. “Stella! I repeat, do not do anything wrong.”

Please don't call me again, he will doubt me otherwise! Stella hit the sent button and sighed. "I hope he does not suspect me!" She spoke to herself before exiting the room. ~~~~ "This is cute. Look at this!" Stella chimed pointing at a stuffed toy. It was a baby penguin of a small size smiling at her from behind the glass of the showroom, "You want it?" She vigorously shook her head in yes. "Okay, wait here... I will go and get it for you." Max ruffled her hair before entering the showroom.

She smiled proudly and looked over to check out others' reactions, as she bid me. "Twenty million!" Jasper growled from the crowd. He was looking dull and reeked alcohol from all over him. Stella and Jasper continued to bid until it reach an enormous amount. "Fine. You can have her." Stella let him have me, finally. She went out, frustrated.

Stella moved backwards with her hands raised up. "What has come over you Stella? Do you really want to kill me?' She asked fidgeting. "What a fool you think I am to return a whooping sum of hundred million dollars to you and receive just ten thousand dollars" Monica giggled. Stella shook her head in amazement "what are you talking about Monica? That was the plan, I promised you fifty thousand dollars and this money is the last pay, this was what we agreed on." Monica shurgged "sorry baby... I changed my mind."