Charlie Lemonade Mouth Novels & Stories

For a long time, both were mutual friends of Ravine yet neither paid much attention to each other. But since recent times, they were hanging out with each other a lot often and had the pulse for understanding each other wordlessly. It felt magical to be with Gerroto, Charlie felt. Not once did he let his excitement and fun down when together, Charlie thought. Ordering the food on his phone, he places the device away while chugging again on beer. On his third can, Charlie begins to see a few dots in his vision. "I think I had too much sugar." Says Charlie, feeling fill with just the liquid filling up his little stomach.

I’d just survived the ‘Public Display of Lip-lock Disaster’, and now I was about to play ‘Guess What the Man Who Could Kill Me in Six Seconds Doesn’t Know About Me’. Knox didn’t even pretend to refuse. He lounged back, one arm draped over the backrest, his gaze fixed on me. “Go ahead, Little Cherry. Make me curious.” He murmured, enough to make it sound like a fuckin’ dare. I shot him a narrow-eyed smile. “Alright. Something you don’t know about me…” I said putting on my best thoughtful face. “Hmm… here is one, when I was twelve, I got chased by a goose for stealing its bread.”

What could be better then someone that makes you happy? Her Mom scowled. "Juicy, laughter don't pay my bills." She gave the little girl a pointed look. "You can fall for a man that got a little bit of money just as good as you can fall for a broke nigga. Charlie is fun, but Charlie can never be my man."