Bad Ideas Novels & Stories

“Now, Mr. Wolf, I told you in the beginning, I will be assigning partners for everyone, and you are not an exception to that rule. I’m sure you and Ms. Martinez will get along just fine if you give her a chance. “Ms. Webb said. Nate stood up and walked toward the teacher’s desk. He leaned in and whispered, “you don’t understand, this girl…I think there’s something wrong with this girl. You need to find someone smarter to pair with her because I don’t think I can handle it, you know what I’m saying?”

- Insulting Blade is my favourite pastime. You aren't bad until you can out sprint boys in a foot chase. - I should reconsider going to the Olympics. You aren't bad until your initials spell out something- mine spells SIN You aren't bad until no matter what, you always have a backup plan. My backup plans run from A-Z. You aren't bad until you have a theme song. - I like to think of mine as Michael Jackson's BAD. You aren't bad until you have watched The Titanic without crying. - my tears have all been dried up.

Diego scoffs and retreats to the back of my mind. He’s right though, I don’t do well with practicing patience, just like my wolf. When we want something, we want it right now and not later.

“Bad people!” “Yes, they’re bad people. So, Ash, we shouldn’t be like them or spread false things about others,” Emma said. “Okay.” Asher nodded, showing he understood. “And look at these people.” Emma quickly swiped through the comments/ “They don’t know the truth and are just following along with the criticism. That’s not right. “We should never believe just one side of a story. Otherwise, we’d be helping bad people do bad things, and that’s wrong too,” Emma explained.

“Because it is.” “How early?” “Years.” He paused, then asked, “Is that bad?” “It’s rare,” I corrected. “Not bad.” He hummed. “Everything rare always ends up bad in stories.” I snorted. “Stories exaggerate.” “What about in real life?” I sighed. “In real life, rare just means people don’t know what to do with it yet.” He chewed on that. “So...they’re guessing with me?” “Yes.” “That’s dumb.”

Jerry stated and they all went silent. Tch, just as expected. They are all just talk trying to get me out my seat and they don't even do it correctly. They do it like fools. The day they become smart, heck is the day I can sit less causally in one of these meetings. “That said and done, anything else?”

Aaron snapped suddenly as his hot temper, but I wondered what triggered him to snap at Dixie. “I’m not saying she is mentally ill, however, she might need some counseling to have some mental peace, as you said she lost her parents when was just fourteen and I know it was too much to accept at that age, especially being the only survivor of that accident,” Dixie explained with calmness and I think she is right this time, calling Cassandra a mentally ill person is too much since she is the ace student of her university, she is not mentally ill but she needs some counseling to let out her frustration.

Jai told her. “So it’s alright to tell them it’s bad?” Ina asked. Jai frowned, but then smiled. “No, Ina. People’s thoughts are not always wrong, you know? They’re not always bad.” Jai was briefly reminded of his conversation with Torfo yesterday, as they were talking about good and bad. “But how do I know when they’re not bad?” Ina asked. “You’ll learn as you grow up,” Jai answered. Ina nodded. “Okay.”

An hour later, I pulled over to my driveway and went straight to bed but I couldn’t sleep that night, trying to come up with a way to save Alicia. All the good memories came back and played over and over again that night—the memories that I was fighting so had to destroy but kept on failing. The good memories then disappeared, allowing that one bad memory that I had of Alicia to keep on playing. The only memory that always clouded the good memories that I had created with her, that one bad memory that made me hate her so much. The thought of the betrayal that I got from her made me so pissed and felt like whatever that she was going through was what she deserved for deceiving me. I had zero

Mrs Baldwin furrowed her brows at me, "Why? He just got back and he needs someone as good as you to help me pass the finals. You don't want him to fail, do you?" "No, absolutely not." I quickly answered her before she got the wrong idea, "it's just that Jake is an asshole-" Mrs Baldwin's brows furrowed even deeper. Oops, wrong choice of words. "I mean, he isn't really a good guy and I don't want to be paired with someone like him." I explained in a calmer tone despite the havoc that was going on inside of me. "If Jake isn't a good person then I think the right person to set him on the right path is you, Keisha."