Dork Diaries Quizzes Novels & Stories

They could never be jealous of you! "Hey, beautiful!" Dax falls abruptly on the wooden chair across my table. I hate when he calls me that. But since we are partners and he helped me out on the project, I'll let it pass. I shrug and force a smile. "Hey." "We should come up with the questions we'll ask Diana Dankworth immediately," he pauses. "We have two days remaining." Dax is right. We have no time. "I was thinking we should meet up at the school park tomorrow after class. "

Annalise rubbed her abdomen. “Me too!” Dawn thought of a way to wake them up. “I’ve thought of a game.” “A game?” “Oh–it better not involve getting up, especially running.. I might have appendicitis!” “No it won’t.. Hahaha.. We can all just stay in our seats.” “Alright, then what’s the game?” “A Quiz of course..” Dawn chuckled. “Ehhh?” “Yes. But the subject will be random..So I could ask about English Literature now, then the next would be Math, then Science, and et cetera..”

Mister Diaz enthusiastically said. I heard the groans and sighs of my classmates. That's what you get for saying you understood the lesson. I opened my bag and grabbed my paper. I also picked my pencil and eraser from my pen pouch. Mister Diaz opened his laptop and turned on the projector. He connected it to his laptop and opened a P*F file. Oh god. There were 10 problem solving questions. Some of my classmates reacted when they saw the quiz and it made our teacher laugh. "Don't worry, you can open your notes during the quiz." Mister Diaz informed us.

Alex's POV Another useless idle day spent in a boring office full of paperwork and awful bosses who treat me like trash. I was far too annoyed, far too stressed, as I began searching BDSM clubs, submission, and someone else taking control of your life. Somehow it sounded wild yet tugged something within me. The Vault was the name that kept popping up. That was the secret spot where real Doms played rough.

I whisper in his ear too afraid of his teacher he nods and I open my lollipop and stuck it in my mouth trying to stay quiet. "Time for the quiz, little girl come to sit here with me," the teacher says and I shake my head no I want to stay with Dimitri. Instead of asking me again he looks at my daddy and he pushes me off his lap and sends me toward the teacher, I sit on his desk, they start their quiz and it's all silent I look up to see Andy giving me death glares I choke on my candy and look down. After the quiz is over I run back to Dimitri and hide my face in his chest for the rest of the period. I hope he didn't notice my reaction to Andy, I wasn't ready to tell him anything about that t

"That. Look, your teacher gives way too many trick questions. It’s not my fault." "Not your fault?" Maya stepped closer, her hands clenching into fists at her sides. "Chloe, I just checked the online portal. This isn't just one quiz. I got two Ds! What the hell are you doing? Have you been flopping my results on purpose?"

she added before diving into our lesson. Jessica nudged me, her expression serious. “Are you ready for the quiz?” I sighed, knowing I would need Daddy’s help to study. “I hope so. I will make sure to read more, so I can be well prepared.” After the lesson, I pulled out my phone and texted Daddy: *Hey, Daddy! Ms. Parker announced a quiz on Friday. Can you help me study later?* Almost instantly, my phone buzzed with his reply: *Of course, baby girl! I’ll help you read when I pick you up. Can’t wait to see you after school!*

“Exactly! So why the fuck do you feel the need to lie to my face when there is a literal video of you and Mr. Dark-and-Dangerous having a scorching hot make-out sesh going viral right now?!” My eyes go wide as saucers. “What?” “Yeah. Hold on a sec.” She pulls her phone up from the desk, rapidly taps the screen, and shoves it in my face. “What do you call this?” My breath halts at the sight that greets me. It is, indeed, a crystal-clear video of me launched at Trey Parker, our lips locked under the string lights of the bonfire. And it’s pinned to the very top of the school’s most popular blog–VSU: Very Spicy Update. Classy, I know.