Chishiya Hoodie Novels & Stories

Chris turned all the way around to look at me. “Isn’t that Maxton Carter’s hoodie? You said you hated him last night.” “I do hate him and you can’t prove it is his hoodie” I defended, voice breaking under pressure. “He was literally wearing that yesterday morning,” Deej said. Fuck , I have been caught It’s just a hoodie!” I muttered “Yeah, and I’m just a pineapple,” Deej muttered. “Talia. It’s his hoodie.” Chris narrowed his eyes. “Did something happen? Did you two…?”

“That hoodie is from the Lyperian Royal Academy. Lyperians take pride in that. They wouldn’t give it to just anyone, especially not to some…werewolf girl.” I stopped in my steps, feeling the color drain from my face. The realization finally hit me, and it hit hard. That smug smile on Nate’s face when I told him I wasn’t planning on giving back that hoodie was for a reason. Trinity kept talking, but I blocked out her voice, heading to my closet. I opened my drawer and pulled out the neatly folded hoodie to inspect the three letters on it. ‘LRA’ As if the symbol of the shield and sword weren’t obvious enough already.

I say holding up a crop top. “Here, you can wear one of my hoodies”Daniel says, Kylie shakes her head quickly. “Fine, or you can wear one of my t-shirts but don’t cut or destroy it. Please” He says to Kylie. “Fine, grab a hoodie and lets go” Kylie says, ushering us out. “I can’t wait to see you in that hoodie” He whispers, kissing me on the cheek. My cheeks flush and I quickly change out of the jersey, folding it and placing it on Daniel’s dresser. His purple hoodie is down to my thighs and smells like Daniel.

I said and she walk out of the door. where is she going? Whatever she is going is none of my concern. I need to prepare myself for our formal meet up. I went to my wardrobe. The clothes that are here are almost all black and grey. I rummaged one of my bags inside to see if I can find something good to wear. I need a good black hoodie. "Aha! This one looks good." I looked at the brand. This is my Zyra Hoodie. I love Zyra's clothing. Zyra is a clothing brand that offers more on black designed clothes. Most of my clothes were from that clothing store.

"I do. Why do you keep asking about hoodies?" "Do you have a black hoodie?" "Gosh, What with the questions, really? I have tons of black hoodies" "Then, does one of those hoodies have the letter H on its chest?" He asked, circling his finger on his chest. "Hmm… No" She replied, truthfully. "I don't," She added.

I do have Aisha but if she ever visited me here she’d end up in prison for attempting to murder the pack’s medic alpha. I could speak to Ryan but I don’t think I ever want to discuss any of things unless I’m talking to a fucking therapist. My eyes shot a glance towards the window, and my jaw dropped. They still have it. The Fushi Festival. Fushi is still the pack mascot. It’s like a giant sushi roll. Our pack originally belonged to a clan of wolves from East Asia. But they were in foreign lands, and while they adapted and made changes to not seem strange, they wanted to keep some things fun and light.

He winked suggestively. "Pervert." I teased. "Not if I'm your future husband, Sweetheart." He flirted. "You two are creeping me out." Complained Milan for the upteenth time since we started our trip. "Son, one day you'll be doing what we're doing." Sighed Pierce. "I hope not." He disagreed scrunching his eyebrows in disgust. With a roll of my eyes, I turned to one of the stores and that's where I saw the most beautiful hoodie ever. It was a three coloured hoodie.

Yuri Kirisawa could be seen standing in a corner of the room as well, her arms crossed over her chest with a look on her face that practically screamed out that she doesn’t want to be disturbed, and no one is suicidal enough to do just that. She was wearing a slightly off-shoulder black shirt with a white sleeveless shirt beneath, with black jeans, and a dark blue hoodie with edges of white, a pair of dark blue and white sneakers finished off her look. She looked like your average everyday teen had it not been for the fact that a belt holster was around her waist from which a gun hung from the pouch on her right side, hidden by her jacket. A black chain was also looped three times around her

She suddenly remembered her purple extra large cardigan which had unicorn horns attached to the hood, Cody wouldn’t want to wear it but she didn’t care. She quickly pushed her clothes on the wardrobe rack to the left end to reveal the hoodie which was hung at the right end. Pulling it out of the hanger, she took it to Cody who had been waiting. “What the hell is this?” Cody asked when she handed it to him. She explained to him that it was the only clean cardigan she had when he kicked against wearing it. “And purple is your best colour,” She said with a mischievous grin before walking over to her bed.

asked Mey, sounded so surprise. I turned to Hunter and only now did I realize the hoodie he was wearing had 'Keep Calm and Be A Potterhead' printed on the front with a little golden snitch on top of the word 'keep'. My friend flinched and looked at Mey nervously. "Do you like it?" Mey shook her head and his smile was gone. "Are you kidding? I love it!!" She proceeded to throw her arms around him and gave him a tight hug. It seemed that she no longer cared about her dad possibly throwing a murderous glare at their way.