Bluey Bentley Novels & Stories

Bentley called out loud as she walked from her chair to the stage. Ashley and Hadley snickered, and Zelda sent them a stony glare. Ashley watched as Hadley kept a straight face immediately, but she did not care. "Hadley, keep your eyes on the crowd but always remember to target the man with the most expensive suit in the room, he is your man," Bentley spoke again. Ashley watched as Hadley nodded in response. Bentley was standing in front of her now. The woman heaved a sigh and crossed her arms underneath your chest.

> Never. --- The next day, Blue came over after school. No sneaking. No back doors. He walked through the front door with a bag of chips in one hand and a movie in the other. My mom met him in the kitchen. They stared at each other for a second too long. Then she smiled. “You must be Blue.” “You must be Elias’s mom.” She extended a hand. “Call me Joy.” He shook it, careful, like she might break him. And then she said, “You like lemon squares?”

Demetrius awkwardly chuckled and grabbed Patrice' hand. "Son, why don't you and Vanessa get to know each other, upstairs, in her room" Demetrius worded, trying to get rid of us. "Come on, bud" I grabbed his hand, which felt small in mine. I walked upstairs to my room and shut the door, loudly might I add. "So, what's your name?" I asked the blue eyed boy. The colour of his eye was such a peculiar blue. "Bentley" He answered. "How old are you?, Bentley" I asked him another option.

She tugged on Blue’s sleeve as he was folding clothes scattered on the bed. “What?” Blue asked. “Look,” Katleya said, showing him. When Blue saw it, he burst into laughter. He had accidentally bought her a T-back with a butterfly design.

AZALEA’S POV Bentley put her back into training, surprising even the trainers, but we knew that her rage was fuelling her more than anything. Simiyan confirmed that Brantley was fine, and that she’d sedated him to make sure that he stays rested a while longer. At the end of training, Bentley headed to her room to shower, while our friends looked to us expectantly. “What the hell’s going on with Bentley?” “She’s dealing with something. We can’t tell you guys just yet, but we will tell you,” Clayton assured.

Two years was basically nothing. He was so deep in thought he didn't notice the attractive blonde waving at him. "Hey," she cried, jumping into his path so suddenly he almost tripped over her. "Oh, sorry," he said, blushing as he realised it was Danny's older sister. Even without the see-through nightie, she was insanely hot. The hot weather always pleased Sam. He tanned easily, rarely burned and got to see girls in shorts and summer dresses. "Kayley, right?" he asked.

POV: VINE The world around me completely stopped spinning. Bluey. He used to be my closest childhood friend, the boy who lived just three houses down from us on the human side of the valley. Back then, he had a hole in his heart, a congenital defect that made him a really fragile boy who couldn't run for more than two minutes without turning blue around the lips.

When I nearly tripped into the steel cage with fancy buttons and soft music, it was then that I realized I wasn't okay to drive. “Whoa, you okay?” Bentley laughed as he held onto me. “I don’t think you should be driving anywhere. Let me grab a shirt, and I'll have my driver take us to your place.” He helped me onto a chair near the elevator and ran off to grab a shirt. I sat there feeling embarrassed. Good and bubbly, but embarrassed nonetheless. When he returned, he was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a white shirt. Very casual and comforting. I love a man who can wear a simple jean/T-shirt combo and pull it off flawlessly.

"This is Alexa Whittier. You might have heard of her or not but she's one of our tutors," "Alexa, this is Katana Shishani," she says as she points to a very pretty girl with long curly dark brown hair and smooth bronze skin. "Hi," she says but it comes out in the form of a whisper. I barely heard her. I give her a small smile. "Next to Katana is Blythe, Blythe Lancaster". She has a short fringed neck length haircut. She looks almost boyish in her oversized clothes and sort of carefree. She looks at me with her hazel coloured eyes a very close shade to her hair.