Novel & Cerita Ben 10 Fanfiction Genius Ben

Being the usual trouble maker, Benjamin moved from the queue, went up to counter and turned to look at Tiana. Imitating a lady like posture, he smacked his lips. "Did you get your heart broken, you act like someone with heart issues." He jested with his eyes dancing in mischief. Giggling to emphasize his point, he whispered. “I could help you out though, I have some group of friends." Tiana huffed and puffed at his sight. “Excuse me mister, do I bloody know you from somewhere?" She asked. "We might have met one time, you seem familiar. And it nice to meet yah!" Benjamin beamed with a mischievous grin. Shaking his head in an hair flip manner, he extended his hands for an handshake.

If only I could tell him about Denzel. “Will he come back?” His eyes cast down on the grey pavement. “He will, one day.” I lift his chin to look him in the eyes. I try my best to cheer him up. “And when he comes back, you’ll recognize him right away.” Ben blinks and looks at me with perplexity. “How?” I smile. “He’ll look just like an older version of you.” Ben joyfully hops and goes inside the school building. I bid him goodbye before getting back into my car. I need to take a quick trip to the grocery store before going back.

So far I haven't seen any action from Ben's step-grandfather. Oh, of course I know that Ben isn't from the Salim family. He's the illegitimate son of his father who used to be a gigolo. However, his mother was no ordinary person either. I don't need to remember that much just to get Rena back. Let Rena choose, of course she has to stay with me. "Is he angry?" My lips twitch into a grin, I hope this is good news for me. "Satya ...." I waited for Rena's answer, untangling the strands of hair that fell on either side of her face.

“A little? I was surprised you woke up to text me back.” “I’m kind of a lightweight,” I say carefully. “But I figured it was time to admit that if we did any of the getting-to-know-you questions, I don’t remember.” “Not unless you count deep Manticore Quest discussions as getting to know you.” He leans back in his chair and runs a hand through the flop of sandy hair that nearly falls into his eyes. “I don’t think we even exchanged names. I’m Ben, if you don’t remember from class.”