Clown Names Mga Nobela at Kwento

she said to clinton and I frowned. “Clint?” Me and Lou both said at the same time and the fucker laughed. “Yeah, it’s my new name” Clinton said and I rolled my eyes, it was corny as hell. “Thats corny” “Thank you” I said to Lou for pointing that out. “Come on, it’s a good nick name” Lumi said coming to plaster herself on me. “Sounds like clits” Lou said still finding it difficult to believe Clinton was shortened.

He yells out, drawing everyones attention to us. "The chick is Claire," Claire answers him, matter-of-factly, and he snorts like a pig. "And what's your name?" "They call me Dr Clint," Clint answers her, giving a bogus nickname that none of us has ever given him. "I specialise in virginity removal." There's a roar of laughter behind him as some of the boys pat him on the back for his crude comment. "That's really gross," Claire says back to him, pulling a face of disgust and making me chuckle.

“The world is your oyster, Cloe. Nothing would surprise me.” “We could give ourselves a cool funky name. Clo-Ren, it’s a bit like a hat trick, no? Three in a row. That could be us.” She laughed. “You’d have to join then, though.” “Unlikely.” I smiled down at her. “Anyway, Soren would want something abstract. Indigo Trout or some crap like that. You know what he’s like. Any excuse for a hip rebrand.” “I like Clo-Ren.” “So do I,” I said, and tipped her face up to mine.

They were dressed like young punks. “What are you boys’ real names?” Carter asked. “Mine is Clive.” The other looked to the side and then back at Carter. “Lucas.” “That’s not bad,” Carter said to Lucas. “Where’s her mother?” “We only had one chance to take either one or the other without making a big scene,” Clive said. He had on jeans that were two sizes too big for him, and they sagged. The bandana on his head was white and black.

“Clownophobia, coulrophobia. Sounds similar, though.” Her words were light, and it couldn't be more obvious what her intentions were. They all laughed, and her smile brightened at how easily the moment lightened.

Not me. "Why that coloured hair?" I asked and Clark scratched his neck, shaking his head in painful embarrassment. "She made me do that," he replied solemnly and I knew that he was referring to Ally. "Oh well . . . " I trailed off and tried my best to change the topic. "By the way, what is your real name?" "It is Clark, although without the disguise I go by my middle name, Aiden," he replied and put the phone in this pocket. I tapped my chin thoughtfully and hummed. "Clark Aiden Brown, not bad. But I still prefer Brownie."

We look good together. Her mother proceeded to check the rocks. It was more like a harmless cave. Very spacious and had lots of tiny rocks by the sides Ma'am Nina : thank you so much Chloe. This place is nice The clown fish, which was the oldest among the flock swam round here. A gesture that she was welcome. Chloe as ma'am Nina called her was a nickname given to her by Kyl. When they were younger, they sometimes go out of the city to see sights, illegally of course.

KAEL’S POV I let out a sigh, running a hand through my wet hair, watching the humans below, on the dance floor, swaying, grinding, drunk. The club was lit up, red and blue lights flashing around the club, the music loud enough to disturb the deaf. I swirled the wine in my glass, watching them. “Clowns,” I muttered. I have no idea what God was thinking when he created this weak but dangerous species. They were cowards but hungry vipers that wouldn't hesitate to strike their own when money or power were the stake.

Clay nodded at my phone. “Hold your horses.” I rolled my eyes, pulling up the list. “Okay, the others in the cartoon movie were Slightly, Nibs, Chubby, and Twins.” I frowned, not liking any of those. “Ah, here we go. In Hook, there was also Ace. But that’s a no go since that’s my brother. Thud Butt is also a no. We aren’t insulting the puppies.” I shook my head. “Pockets could be cute. Don’t Ask, Too Small, Latchboy, and No Nap were the others. I don’t like those names.” I wrinkled my nose.

I can’t believe I called my one and only crush a wall! You piece of poop. Summer you should go and see the doctor. Oh.. I know, you should go home and eat your moms cake and play call of duty.. Yeah, that will help me for sure. Gahh!! if only I kept my freaking mouth shut, none of this would have happened but no.. Ms. clumsy here is one stupid person who can’t control her stupid mouth of hers.