Novel & Cerita Booboo The Fool

You should be thanking me. An intense roaring filled my head as the cold and hard truth hit me. It was as if my world was crumbling right before my eyes. I snapped entirely. "You enjoyed playing the role of someone with speech impairment, huh?" I picked up the mop and swung it at Felicia and Aaron. "You sure are generous, Mr. Schumer. You don't seem to mind tangling with an heiress who happens to be an ordinary bottom-feeder's sloppy seconds!" Just as the mop was inches away from Aaron, Felicia shielded him. I couldn't draw the mop back in time, and all I heard was a muffled thud as the mop struck her squarely on the arm.

I had no idea every ounce of that agony was engineered by his own hands. The bullying I endured and the genuine affection I gave him were all just a game to him. "Just like that, I not only got a girlfriend, but I also completely wiped out any feelings my childhood friend's crush had for my girlfriend. Simple, right? "The rest was smooth sailing. Her crush was devastated during that time, which gave my childhood friend her perfect opening. They're doing great now. They're actually planning their honeymoon as we speak," Matteo bragged in his post. The tide in the comments section had shifted. The unanimous condemnation dissolved, replaced by a growing note of admiration.

"It's in my nature and you know it. Besides, you'd rather I get straight to the point than dance around something. You said so yourself when I came home a few years back with a bloody cloth wrapped around my left arm, a broken nose, and bruising because some jackass tried to overtake me and shanked me. As I recall, it was your fault that night that I didn't have security or an SUV because you were mad at me for pulling a prank on you for April Fools' Day." "You rigged maple syrup to fall on me and then feathers to accompany the syrup," he replies, but he couldn't fight the chuckle. It's easy to laugh at it now because it was funny. Hell, I even chuckled a little at the memory, but the chuckl

" My head throbbed from the hangover. Paisley's voice buzzed in my ears like a relentless mosquito. Frustrated, I didn't say a word. Noticing the tension, she softened her tone, letting a playful edge creep into her voice. "I know I was wrong to leave you behind yesterday. Please don't stay upset with me. Let me make it up to you tonight by taking you out for dinner and a movie. What do you say?" It was everything I'd ever wished for—a simple, romantic evening, just like any ordinary couple. But with Paisley, it always felt like some kind of compensation after she'd done something wrong.

Sean kicked the couch nearby, shouting, "I want a big house! Davin's family has a 2,000-square-foot place with a toy room! I want one just like his!" Watching how spoiled and out of control he had become, I lowered my eyes and compromised. "Fine, I'll figure something out." "Thank you, honey!" Connor wrapped his arms around me. He sounded "sincere" as he continued, "Sean and I will always remember everything you do for us!" His fake words made me sick. Without missing a beat, he changed the subject. "By the way, since we're buying the house for Sean, let's just put the deed in his name. It's all going to be his eventually."

"I've been obsessed with you since freshman year, Oakley. I bullied you because I was confused. I still am" "I didn't know what to do with it. I'm not even gay. Fuck I'm not even straight. The only thing in the last four years that's gotten me hard, was you. The only thing I cared about was you. I was shitty, I was so shitty. I was confused, and my dad- that doesn't matter, but I took it out on you. I should have never done that. I was immature... childish. All of it. But I'm sorry Oakley. I'm so sorry"

" I search his face to see if it is a joke but just gives me a continuous long stare. The tapping sound of a heel on a marble floor makes us break the stare session. Miss Bullocks makes a catwalk grand entry. She is a curvaceous attractive woman in her mid to late thirties, with long legs that can wrap a man twice. Her hips sway with ease as she turns to scribble today's date. When her butt jiggles too, there are beastly moans that escape the larger population of male that just come to check her out. "Cole's Cafe after class." Ryan whisper as the class starts.

My heart leaped with joy as I ran towards him, and he smiled at me and hugged me tightly. "Where in the world have you been? I was so worried sick," I exclaimed. "I want that unicorn soft toy," he said, pointing to the stuffed animal. I couldn't believe my ears. "Are you kidding me? You're a grown man, Jeremy!" But he just chuckled and replied, “No! I'm a small baby.” Suddenly, the person standing beside us cleared his throat and gave us an annoyed stare. Puzzled, I asked, "Um... how may I help you?"

“A fool says there is no God” Comfort continued, "permit me to tell you a story of a Fool who said there was no God. Religion is the opium of the masses. People are just brainwashing you to keep you as a slave. Be free and use your mind. Be creative, you can achieve just about anything. "

What we had was true. And as I stepped onto that stage one final time, all I could think was how far I had come. How far I had traveled from the woman who had once been broken and betrayed. Now, I stood in front of the world—proud, unshakable, and free. Once a fool. Now a queen. And the world would remember my name. THE END. *** Hey, awesome readers! Thanks for sticking with me through Once a Fool, Now a Queen! I hope you’ve loved the drama, the twists, and all the swoon-worthy moments as much as I loved writing them.