Dork Diaries Quiz Novels & Stories

I just move to the couch and sit there while I wait to be fed. I'm wandering on my phone when suddenly I feel something next to me, like a breeze. When I turn around, I see Diory next to me and I let out a little gasp of surprise because I didn't know she was here. How is she so quiet? "Hey... girl," I mutter, uncomfortable. Diory is looking at me with something I can't quite identify in her blue eyes, "What's up?" "I know things," she mumbles almost without blinking and I can't do anything but stare at her silently not knowing what the hell to say. Seriously all the people in this family are crazy, "I know a lot of things."

I must admit taking a mental health day and just being with them all day is very tempting. “Fine. Do you have spare toothbrushes? As much as Forrest and I enjoy the taste of you on our tongues, doubt it’s a good idea to go to school with pussy on our breaths,” Darius questioned. I blushed again, remembering how good it felt to have each of them with their faces between my legs.

Dian prepared the popcorn, cupcakes, and honey butter for their "diet" "What were you discussing with Mr. Dickson at school today?" Dian asked. Not taking her eyes from the television, the girl replied, "Nothing." "Nothing? What do you mean by 'nothing'?" Dian asked. "You both were secretly discussing something in my absence." She paused, giving out a silly smile. "Mom, can we watch this movie in peace?" she exclaimed. "Young lady!" Dian glared and she made a puppy face. "You seriously won’t tell me, is that it?" Dian heaved a sigh, leaving the movie for her and entering the room she was focused to stay in.

I could feel the blood rushing in my ears, the little flutter in my chest, the way my fingers tightened around my pen without me realizing it. Imagine him standing just behind me, leaning over my desk… lips barely a breath away… oh yes… fuck me daddy. I shook my head, pretending to focus on my notes, but my eyes kept darting to him. My imagination refused to be tamed. “Tell me something,” I murmured to Mia. She looked at me warily. “What?” “If someone wanted to get his attention… how would they do it?” Her eyes widened. “Anna, you can’t be serious.”

The boys groaned collectively. " Dorathy?" Zoey asked in disbelief. " Dorathy is the biggest talkative in school. 99% of the things she says aren't true. If Dorathy tells the truth, then I'm the queen of England. Do you know last year she spread a rumor that she saw the principal and a senior alone in his office after school hours? She almost got herself expelled". " She didn't look like she was lying" Chirag countered. " As if you'd know if someone was lying even if it was right in front of you" Hunter muttered sarcastically.

She could still hear the running feet of the students. Dika snorted, her defiance as sharp as her tongue. She was the only one who dared to talk back to Nyxoria and live to tell the tale, the only one who had stood by her side on her first day at the Arcane. Dika was a tall, striking young woman, standing at 5'9. Her deep, rich dark complexion complemented her dark hair, which was meticulously plaited into neat cornrows that flowed freely at the end of her ponytail, adding to her commanding presence. She wasn’t just Nyxoria’s best friend; she was her fiercest ally, the most skilled fighter in the Arcane, and a daughter of the A****n Queen herself.

The girl swallowed her saliva with difficulty while reading the row of questions on the blackboard. "Damn! I don't even know what he explained." Diana cursed her stupidity for not paying attention to the material presented from the beginning. "Diana!" "Emm, yes well." Finally Diana couldn't help coming forward, Diana bit her lower lip anxiously when reading the questions given. The girl was at a loss as to what to answer, she didn't understand at all. "Need help, Diana?" asked Amayra beside her, the girl smiling sweetly at Diana. Ahh no, rather a grin.

💜 Extra 3) Darika was searching for her ice cream in the freezer but the box was empty. Darika: Honey! Sit here. I've to ask you something. Arthit: Yes, ask Silly Girl. Darika: Who loves me more? Arthit: Me. Silly Gir Darika: Who cares for me? Arthit: Me. Silly Girl. Darika: Who ate my ice cream yesterday? Arthit: Me, Silly Girl. Wait What?. (・o・) Darika: I knew it. (*_*)

Using an amnesia spell without permission can lead to serious consequences if you're caught. In a few minutes Kali parks at a spot in the school's parking lot and we get out of his car and hold hands, heading to our first class. Chemistry. I love chemistry.

She claimed I spent all my time obsessing over a guy while she focused all her effort on her studies. Eventually, the gossip got back to me. According to her, I was a rebellious, love-addled fool who stayed out all night and acted domineering toward others. Outraged, I left William and went back to my dorm room. I flung the door open, the loud bang drawing the attention of the surrounding classmates who carefully stole peeks in my direction. Natasha was the only one in the dorm room. I walked up to her and held my phone up to her. On the screen was a forum post she had made to rant about my various lifestyle habits and dating life. Although it had been made anonymously, I instantly knew she