Bluey Jean Luc Novels & Stories

“Huh, Blue? Should I return home or spend the night here?” “You’ve never answered me no matter how many times I ask,” Carol scrunched her nose. “Why do you keep on calling him Blue? That’s such an unusual pet name.” “I know right,” Seb smirked. “I wonder why myself.” “Stop talking,” Alex quickly rose to his feet. “Aren’t you sleepy?” “Well, I guess I’ll be spending the night here,” Seb joined Alex on his feet. “Good night, Carol. You too, Lucas. Go puke all you want.”

He was sitting there, staring angrily at the cup of coffee in front of him. “I don’t get jealous. I can’t be jealous. I’ve never been jealous. Not until now!” Grey imitated John Lloyd Cruz’s line from A Very Special Love. Blue glared at him. Grey laughed. “Chill. You’re not, right?” Blue suddenly stood and slammed the table. “Sh*t!” Everyone turned to look at him. Even Katleya and Amber were startled by his outburst. His two friends struggled to hold back their laughter. When Blue finally came back to his senses, he quickly thought of a way to cover up what he’d done, embarrassed by his reaction.