Dork Diaries 11 Novels & Stories

Mary Davies Everyone of us got the email from the school board this morning, we will be graduating before summer. It was really relieving. I will be going to college soon. The class wasn't that noisy, it was unusual though. But I was enjoying the serenade solitude. I have been checking my phone for a mail notification, I was anticipating a chapter from the blog writer, OD Eleven. I have also been looking for a way to block Hawk Andrews from sending me zoomed pictures of us having sex. The mail I got yesterday was a short video of my sex tape, which proofs that he still has a copy of it.

Otherwise i have to listen to many questions i don’t even know the answer of. “Shut up, you freaking like someone?” She asks again. I nod my head. “Oh my gosh I think I know who it is!” she says excitedly. “Its Toby isn’t it.?” “Toby Arnold, the guy who ate chalk in 6th grade.. The guy who licks his fingers when no one is looking. The one who confessed he liked me in front of my class by standing on the teachers table saying ‘I like ju Shummer’ Because he has huge braces on?” I ask. She nods.”No! shit, hes gross as hell. Even grosser than me.”

Devika is trying to select some beautiful frocks for Dipti and Drishti when she noticed that a salesgirl is trying to seduce Abhinav. Abhinav is selecting some kids suit for Devansh and Daksh when a salesgirl started to seduce him. The girl is batting her eyelids continuously and giving some seducing signals to Abhinav. He is so busy selecting dresses that he isn't noticing the girl. " Sir, this suit will look good on your son," The girl said seductively giving a black colour suit to Abhinav. She brushed her fingers with Abhinav's hand while giving this suit.

" Ethan said, but made no move to pick up the underwear. In fact, neither did I nor Felix. We only stared at the little black box, and the books that also fell out. Felix exchanged a look with me. "No." I said, knowing that he wanted us to snoop. "Oh come on, what if it shows like all the women he targeted?" Felix took up one of the book. "Holy shit." He said, then showed me what he was looking at. The first two pages were nothing but my face. The following pages were like diary entries.

Josh, Mark, and Tyler were typical 18-year-old high school seniors, hanging out in Josh's apartment after school. They had just finished a round of video games and were lounging on the couch, sipping sodas and chatting about their day. Suddenly, a strange green mist filled the room, and the boys started to feel dizzy.

“What?” Riley pulled a small black object from her hoodie pocket a tiny square no bigger than a coin, with a faint red light blinking in the corner. “They look like smoke sensors, or alarm pins. I found one above your door.” Ethan grabbed it, inspecting the device with tense fingers. “This isn’t some cheap spy toy,” he muttered. “This is professional.” Riley nodded. “Exactly. Whoever’s behind this knows what they’re doing. They’re not just filming random stuff they’re editing it, leaking pieces of it online under an anonymous page. It’s called Dorm Room Secrets.”

I had to be silent and invisible—a shadow in the dark. Just as I thought the conversation was winding down, I heard Luna Nora tell Darius to wait. She was looking for something. My heart skipped a beat as I realized what it must be—her diary, or perhaps some other document that could provide the final pieces to the plan she was concocting. I waited, holding my breath, as she muttered a string of numbers to Darius, telling him it was the code to her safe. If anything went wrong, there was a file inside she wanted him to protect. I memorized the code instantly, filing it away in my mind with a feeling of triumph, my excitement barely contained. It felt like I’d stumbled upon a treasure trove o

◆◆◆ Chapter 2 ◆◆◆ I spent the entire weekend hiding in my apartment, ignoring texts from classmates who suddenly found me fascinating for all the wrong reasons. The humiliation replayed on loop as my own words, my deepest, most depraved fantasies, were read aloud in front of everyone while Darian Rho watched with those unreadable dark eyes that seemed to strip me bare without ever touching me. Monday morning, I discovered my diary was missing. Tuesday afternoon, the first text arrived from an unknown number: “Page 23. The elevator fantasy. Creative use of the emergency stop button.”

It's one of my greatest weaknesses and I've landed in trouble a lot of times because of it. After the class, Aaron showed me the paper while we both walked to the canteen for lunch. It was actually a short letter from the girl who places rose milk in his locker and it was kinda weird but also touching. He got it from the locker today morning. It read, 'Dear Aaron, You know, today has a specialty. Guess what? Okay, you won't know. I will say it myself. It's 111 days. I mean today is the 111th day I'm placing Rose milk in your locker.