Bright Line Eating Novels & Stories

“Kids seven and under are not charged. Smaller boxes have about half the food and are half the price.” Her younger brother, Repeat, walked by tugging her hair as he went. Rolling her eyes at the nineteen-year-old man, she added “Some should be charged double, if not triple.” “What’s on the line?” Werewolf asked. “We always have the salad bar. Breakfast it’s more fruit than anything. Last night we had baked chicken, broccoli rice, steamed vegetables and rolls. And soup was loaded baked potato. If you want a hot bento, you have to order it and everything else goes on the line for lunch.” Zee told him.

Evelin raised her hand to signal the three people to calm down, "Why are you still in a hurry? Don't you know that Layne doesn't like sweets?" Curly hair asked, "So what did he like?" Evelin touched her chin and said, "He liked fried food, such as fried chicken legs and French fries. He didn't even look at the ones you guys sent, it was a waste of money and didn't please him." Curly hair had some doubts, "Is it true? Does he not get pimples on his face even after eating greasy food?" Evelin shook her head, "Of course not, he wasn't tall. He was Layne, the school heartthrob! I had known Layne for many years and knew his preferences very well."

"We met a detestable person." Yasmin sat down with Blake. "Mr. B, have you had your dinner? If not, let's eat dinner together." "I haven't had dinner." Blake looked at all the red-colored food on the table—beef tenderloin, mini lobsters, spicy tuna, amongst others. He frowned and said, "Yasmin, have you forgotten about your weak stomach? Aren't you afraid of food poisoning if you eat all these?"

I'm looking at her. She ordered pizza, pasta vanilla choco doughnuts, and pies. I know one thing about her she is a messy eater. I wiped her face with tissue and heard some clicking sounds. Okay, I know paparazzi are here too inside the restaurant and taking our pictures and I'm desperately waiting for tomorrow's headlines. I chuckled in my mind. Poor BEAST, His beauty is on a date with MONSTER. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️

He said Braelyn was hungry also, she hadn't eaten all day. "Let's grab snacks and some drinks, when I return home I'll cook." She replied "Can I stay back and eat?" Cedric's eyes lit up. He remembered how delicious Braelyn's food tasted and hearing that she'd be cooking made him remember how delicious her food tasted.

Downstairs, Haylight League was eating, but Evergreen Base wasn't. The mall's supplies were no longer enough to support three full meals a day. They only had one and a half meals daily. One proper meal during the day, and a little snack at night. People upstairs caught the scent and crowded to look down. When they saw what Haylight League was eating, everyone froze. "They're eating rice!" "Yeah, and meat! I can smell it!" "They even have vegetables! Do you see what's on their plates? Greens and cauliflower!" "They even have eggs! I saw it. Everyone got a piece of jerky!"

he shrugs. “They look nice,” I tell him for reassurance. I don’t know Bryce that well. But I figure the compliment can’t hurt. “Yeah. It fits your face,” Sabrina agrees, then goes back to eating a pretzel from the bag poking out of her backpack on the table. “You know there’s no eating in here. It’s not a food sanctioned area,” Bryce tells her. “Who says I’m eating,” she replies, popping another pretzel in her mouth. “I’m supplying brain power. Can’t read without that. Can I?”

Nothing else matters to a starving girl ! I strut towards the long table that had various kinds of foods . I grab a plate and the worker posted at the stall helps serve the food onto it . I decide to get a blueberry muffin , sausages and salami with eggs and bacon . Michael stares at my plate , probably wondering if I can finish everything I've gotten . " How do you eat all that and not get fat . Aren't you a human ? " He asks . I scoff . " I still have vampire genes "

Blaze finally stood up. "Okay. Are you sure there's nothing wrong with that guy?" "Yes. Laila." He said patiently. We were in the Blaze's car heading to the department store, he said he wanted to buy some groceries, with my appetite like this… he seemed a little overwhelmed, if he had to order three or four times meals from restaurants a day… plus... I ate more than three normal servings and was a picky eater. It's certain that the bill exploded. "Blaze ..."