Dork Diaries 2 Novels & Stories

“Look what I dug up our teen diaries from that first summer here!” Betty’s eyes widened as I pulled out two worn notebooks. “Oh god, no. Don’t read those. I was such an angsty mess.” “Too late,” I teased, flipping one open. “‘Dear Diary, Daisy is so confident with her camera. Wish I could be like her. She makes this stepsister thing feel… nice. Safe. Maybe too safe?’ Hmm, interesting.” Betty snatched it, laughing embarrassedly. “Give that back! Yours probably says I was a boring bookworm who followed you around like a puppy.”

Under a thread where people were asked to post about what had happened to the people they hated, Lorraine posted a video of her response. "I thought that there was justice in the world and that the evil would suffer consequences, but she gets to live happily and even become an online influencer." Lorraine went into great detail about her ordeal back in high school. She was a pretty girl. Due to her family's difficult financial situation, she chose to stay in the school dorm after she transferred to that high school. Natasha befriended Lorraine under the guise of being the head of the school dorm. However, during class, she would often disturb Lorraine, preventing Lorraine from listening to w

Or had Mom used some other method to control me, something the doctors couldn’t detect? Dad and I racked our brains, thinking of every possibility, only for each one to be rejected by the court. The netizens had already lost patience. They shouted for both Dad and me to be prosecuted, to end this farce. I was trembling all over from nervousness. Dad held my hands tightly, calm and steady, as he took out another USB drive. “Before you prosecute us, I’d like everyone to take a look at what’s inside this USB drive. “The other things were nothing. The video in this one shows Matilda’s mother at her worst!”

She would hire the best doctors to heal my physical and mental wounds. We could have a fresh start. We could even have our own child. A faint smile stretched across Diana's lips as she got lost in her thoughts. However, her gaze still fell on the motionless corpse in the middle of the pool of blood. I was dead. My life had seeped out from my body, turning into a pool of blackened blood. Suddenly, Diana recalled the question that I had asked her earlier. "Didn't you tell me… that no one will ever hurt me again when I'm here?"

I asked quietly, watching her fumble with the zipper of her dress. “C’mon,” she slurred, laughing softly. “Help me.” I carried the laptop and placed it on the bedside table, making sure the screen faced away. I stood and moved closer, unzipping her dress carefully. “You are so sexy up close,” she said, words dragging as she smiled up at me. “Serena,” I said flatly. “Please.” She kept talking anyway, words tumbling out without direction. “You know what,” she continued as I finally got the dress off her body.

Ayanna walked out, then quickly came back with a few mean girls who were notorious for not respecting teachers. On a piece of paper, I hurriedly wrote down, "I didn't seduce Dorian. Ever since you two got together, I've been keeping my distance. Whether you love or hate each other, I have no interest. Stop bothering me." Ayanna tore the paper in half and turned to the other students sitting around in the classroom. "The biology teacher mentioned something today," she started. "He said that if someone doesn't use a body part for a long time, the organ will atrophy. Does anyone want to see whether the mute girl's tongue has atrophied?"

After removing her panty Dian starts doing her thing to remove all the hair. After washing off the remaining hair follicles and now drying off Rebecca’s now cleanly shaved pussy, Dian Rubbed her fingertips on the lips to show how smooth they are, this was driving Rebecca crazy and her newly shaved pussy was not afraid to show it, Dian suddenly noticed her friend was getting aroused. “Rebecca do you know that you have a very lovely pussy? '' Says Dian while wiping the sexual residue Rebecca’s body was producing. Rebecca looks down at her very sexy friend who was kind enough to go on her knees to help, while her body was being torn up on the inside with conflicting emotions. Dian places her fi

Clara didn't know anything about her except her name and it was fine with Madeline. “I know that you...have ways of aborting your pregnancies?” Madeline cleared her throat as the shame continued to consume her. Clara didn't say but did look at her more closely before a smile appeared on her lips. “Are you pregnant?” She didn't need to ask but did anyways. She wanted to see the grim look on Madeline's face. “So even the most bright and focused student is sleeping around, who would have thought?” Clara chuckled while Madeline kept her eyes glued to the floor. If only she had been very careful, she wouldn't have seen this day when her character was already being questioned by some hippy like Cl

“On the desk. Back to the glass. Knees open.” Daylight made it filthier. The city was awake out there — joggers, traffic, a whole moral morning — and I was on the COO’s desk with my skirt at my waist and my cunt already wet from the elevator. Dorian dropped into the chair between my thighs and put his mouth on me like he had scheduled it. He licked me slow, then greedy, two fingers pumping while he sucked my clit until I came with a broken sound I didn’t have to swallow. The cleaners were not on forty-two on Saturdays. He had planned for that. “Again,” he said, and made me come a second time on his tongue before he stood.

She questioned. "I missed it, I'm sorry, Miss!" A staff apologized fearfully and took it to glass with a run. "Fûck," Dora relaxed with a groan, resting rubbing her temples for a second before carrying the wide screen in front of her, at once. That tiny body of hers seemed like it wouldn't withstand shit, but she actually carried the computer and flung it forward. Screen went apart, body went sideways, batteries and wires curled on the floor. The computer scattered, literally.