Carrie Diaries Carrie Novels & Stories

The class nerd asked, "Did you hand in my application, Carrie?" Carrie replied right away, "Yep. Felham University, journalism, just like you wanted." "Nice! Thanks, Carrie!" The class athlete followed, "What about me?" "Northern Academy of Athletes, your dream." "You're an angel, Carrie!" My deputy texted soon after, "What about me, Carrie?" Carrie replied instantly as well, "Kinsley University, computer science. You know you love it." "You're a saint!" Carrie didn't hesitate to answer their questions. The chat was spammed with thank yous and emojis of gratitude. Everyone's mood was more buoyant with every passing moment.

She had to think positive if she married she would no long have to endure the cruelty of her mother. Cassie sat at the dressing table brushing out her long black wavy hair. She looked at herself in the mirror. Her skin was pale a fine porcelain her eye were a piercing color of ember her features were delicate and refined with her high cheek bones and strong jawline. She stood five foot seven inches tall. She was tall for a woman of her time. She had a perfectly sculpted body that turned many heads when she went to town on the rare occasion with her mother. Marcella was a site of beauty standing only five feet two inches tall. Her skin was the same porcelain color her eyes black as night.

I mean, I still felt watched, but it wasn’t necessarily hostile – just un-nerving. We came upon a caricature artist, busy with black marker and pen, as my best friend Danni and her boyfriend David sat in front of her easel. I watched for a moment as she sketched the happy couple; David with Mardi Gras beads around his neck, Danni in his arms, holding a hurricane glass, both with cheesy grins on their faces.

I picked up the results and left without another look back. In the distance, I heard Suzanne saying coquettishly, "Carrie has a senior who's a doctor, Linc. It's really easy for her to get him to falsify a medical record so she can win your pity." … I knocked on the door of my doctor's office. "You're here, Carrie." The young doctor inside looked up and smiled warmly when he saw me. He was Chandler Goode, the second male lead of the novel and Carissa's senior. He'd had a crush on her for the longest time and had confessed his feelings, but she'd turned him down.

Carrie POV As the doctor walked out the door, I bent over in tears not realizing how much I had been holding in during this process. As I am bent over, I hear the tap on the door but cannot respond. I am caught up in a mixture of grief and hope. I suddenly feel sparks on my back and without thinking I stand and throw myself into Jackson’s arms.

She grins at me in the darkened theater. As I slide underneath, I realize Carrie isn't wearing a bra. It's my turn to grin and whisper, "My girlfriend was worried about having dirty things done to her in the dark. I wonder what happened to her bra?" Carrie grins and replies, "The same thing that happened to my panties." She then slips my hand under her skirt to find her bare pussy. I pretend to be shocked and whisper, "Whatever happened to my Sweet, modest, Christian Elementary School teacher, Aunt?"

Using an amnesia spell without permission can lead to serious consequences if you're caught. In a few minutes Kali parks at a spot in the school's parking lot and we get out of his car and hold hands, heading to our first class. Chemistry. I love chemistry.

Carmen never used to like diary books and thought that they were stupid, reminding you of the reality you want to escape from. Tears fell down her cheeks as she was reading it. 'As you are reading this, you perhaps already know that I left or I am on my way to the airport now. My plane flies at 10 pm. I don't honestly know where I am going and why. But always remember that I'll forever support you. We'll talk daily, please don't cry. I miss you already. Happy birthday again.' As she finished, a sound of a car was heard. Carmen rushed to her bedroom's window and stared outside. It was Liam!

an item. " I can answer that now " Carrie walked closer to me . " Maddie , I'm not sure how to tell you this but I'm a sleeper agent for the Alligence. It's strange even a girl who can read minds can still be caught off guard by certain things that transpire . " What are you talking about ? " I asked. " It's hard to explain " Carrie said as she gripped her head. " But all of a sudden, I remember everything from my time being with the Allegiance. "

“They’re set to be divided into groups and sent to different parts of the country. Some of them will also be sent abroad. I’ll leave you to it now.” Carrie nodded, not sparing him another look. Her eyes were locked on the girls. The looks on their faces were quite familiar. Some looked blank. Some curious. A few already knew exactly what this was. “I’m sure you’ve been informed about my arrival.” She said, only to be met with silence. “You can call me Madame Carrie. I’ve been in this field since I was nine. I’m fifty-five now. So no, there’s nothing you’ll bring to the table I haven’t already tasted.”