Boring Novels & Stories

Britney explained while making a sandwich. “I’m sorry about that. I was just a little tired after the long drive, you know… being new to this and all.” Kimberly apologized. “Oh, we thought you were probably exhausted after having fun last night, like… some of us here.” Britney teased with a wicked grin. “Gosh no!” she immediately countered, hiding the blush on her face with her hands. God! What are they thinking? Last night she was a little upset and tired so she went to bed, besides that, nothing happened.

I manage to change my thoughts instantly to avoid blushing . "Why do you have to be so boring?" I asked Michael. "Why can't you just stop talking?" Michael said mimicking my voice. "I don't sound like that." "Sure you don't." He said but clearly meant the opposite. I haven't been this bored since forever. "I know." Michael said suddenly. "Know what?." I asked bluntly. "If you are bored.. just think about having sex with Jace.. always works." I looked shocked. Did that mean he thought..

You can only fake enjoyment for so long before slyly retreating to the comfort of your own room. I couldn't stand the way Drew and Cassandra looked lovingly at each other, she was blissfully unaware of Drew's blandness and his constantly formal tone, he resembled a potato, plain and boring, two things Cassandra was not. It didn't surprise me that Cassandra was settling for someone like Drew, after the heartache of her last boyfriend, she was just about ready to date anyone who showed interest. "Soph?" I cursed upon hearing Cassandra's voice. "Don't worry about me, go and enjoy the movie, I'm just a little tired, that's all." I plastered a smile on my face.

He came forward and grabbed my shoulders. “Coco, are you pregnant?” I shoved him away and answered with a cold voice, “No. I’m not. I’m just disgusted. Stop speaking of your empty, meaningless love. It just makes me sick.” The hope in his eyes shattered instantly.

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Sarah Boredom seeps into my bones as I mindlessly scroll through F******k. Vincent has been busy, and when he came home, he went straight to sleep. He hadn't been pouncing on me, and I should be relieved, but...I am almost disappointed. Ugh! Something is definitely wrong with me! F******k is doing nothing to cure my boredom, either. Nothing but washed-up high school friends posting selfies of their perfect lives and humblebrags of their latest vacations makes me want to hurl the phone across the room.