Coolest Girl In Town Novels & Stories

The heat in the city was oppressive, beating up off the pavements and clogging the air to mingle chokingly with the petrol fumes. When she went down to the cloakroom to freshen up several of the other girls were already there. "What a waste!" a giggly blonde from Fashion moaned to her friend. They were bent over one of the basins and neither of them had seen Tris come in. "That gorgeous hunk of male and Ice Cold Winters! I bet she wouldn"t know what to do with a real man. Look at that wet Matt she goes about with!"

The birds, the bees and the humming of electricty as the kettle boiled well past full. She picked up the pot and poured drinks for all of them. The monsters. The big men. And herself. The last lonely female in existance. The only fertile one at least. "One of you is my mate, right?" she asked, grabbing the cigarette back from Eigen. "So who is it. You may as well be upfront with me." "We have no idea," Kai said. He shook his head and pulled the already smoked cigarette from her fingers. "And these things are bad for you."

all alone. And then the city came alive slowly. The street lights went out and were replaced by sunlight. The coldness of the night received and warmth spread. The girl leaned back and unzipped her jacket. She had a cropped tank top underneath her jacket. The girl observed keenly as each leaf came alive, as each bird came awake. And slowly even the skies came alive. That seems to excite her for some reason. The avid calm observant student was gone. A small kid given a cup of ice cream replaced it.

I was the popular new girl in school whom everyone adored,all the girls and boys were after me and i became so popular that everyone marvelled at my entrance. One night during a friend's birthday party,Alex had asked me out saying i should be his girlfriend since i was the school's hottest girl and he was the hottest guy,he said we'll make a great couple and we'll be the talk of the school,but me, being the girl who despised boys after what my ex did to me back in new york,i turned him down in the presence of everyone who was present at the party, I threw the flower he was offering right on his face, I obviously wasn't a fan of hot boys like Alex and definitely not a fan of players like him.

~ They think I'm 'that strong' ~ Who doesn't know Alyne? A bullyable girl who is always an easy target for bullies at her school. A beautiful face does not guarantee that she can be free from that bad things. Even having a brother does not guarantee that she can survive all these things, even her brother is one of the ferocious predators who is always ready to attack her anytime and anywhere, knows no time and knows no place.

One of her friends whispers something in her ear and Nat bites the inside of her cheek, will they be talking about me? It may be, by the way the girls look at me, I must be the subject of the group talk, after all, even though they are the Barbie doll type of women in town, when it’s time to fuck, they prefer a guy that knocks them out of their senses, that would fuck them with no reserve, not these big city guys that barely know how to hold a tit in their hands.

“Girl, you’re boring. I thought Lily was the most boring person alive. But you just beat her.” “Excuse me?” Lily raised a brow. “What made you think I was boring?” Kayla smirked. “Are you not?” “Just because I’m not reckless like you doesn’t mean I’m boring. I just act mature.” “You’re lying. You’re boring and you won’t admit it.” Kayla argued. “No, I’m not. YOU’RE reckless. Kayla is the most reckless girl ever.” Lily fired back. They went in circles. Arguing

I recognized her immediately—Dina. The mean girl. She stands with her weight on one hip, her uniform sitting on her like it was tailored twice, a small deliberate smile on her face that does not reach her eyes. “Hi, lost puppy,” Every word is soaked in a particular brand of cruelty that hides behind a pleasant tone and dares you to call it out. I open my mouth— “You don’t get to call her that” Belle is beside me before I even register her moving. She doesn't raise her voice. She just stands there, shoulders square, expression pleasant in the way that a closed door is pleasant.

Class finally ends, and I pack up quickly, eager to escape before anyone can comment. No such luck. “Maya.” I look up. A girl from the row behind me smiles as she slides her bag onto her shoulder. “I just wanted to say, you and Cole are actually really cute together.” I stare at her. Because my brain has apparently decided to shut down. “Oh. Um. Thanks.” She smiles wider. “Honestly, I didn’t think he’d ever settle down.” Several people nearby look over at that. Of course they do. My stomach tightens.

My boyfriend's childhood friend had set her sights on the one keepsake my mother left me. She wheedled and needled at me for weeks, but I never gave in. A few months later, my boyfriend came to me again, saying his business had failed and left him buried in loan-shark debt. He said that if he couldn't pay it back, the collectors would cut off his limbs. To help him settle it, I handed over every cent I'd saved, even my mother's bracelet. That same night, while I was working at the club, I overheard a conversation in one of the private booths. "Eric, if it weren't for Donna's idea to have the rest of us play loan sharks and put on this whole act with you, there's no way your girlfriend