Extrovert Adopts Introvert Novels & Stories

Chloe exclaims, “It’s high time you met a guy. You have always been going to these parties, and flirting with guys.” I shift uncomfortably in my seat. My sisters love me very much and they want what’s best for me but sometimes it’s like they are trying to tell me how to live my life. We might look like triplets but our personalities couldn’t be any more different. While I am more extroverted and like to spend a long day after working in the bar and flirting with guys, Chloe is more on the ambivert side and Clara is highly introverted. “What’s that supposed to mean?” I ask, a bit offended that they think I am the kind that likes going to parties and flirting with guys. The smile on Chloe’s fa

On normal days, no one would bother you for the sake of gossiping. As we passed the community school, Gelo pretended he was going to attend classes. I hit him—not that hard so I guessed it wasn’t painful—on his back. He liked fooling me and making me laugh. Sometimes I realize that introverts need a friend that will balance everything out. A noisy and friendly like Angelo. I guessed he became the best friend I’ve got for years. I don’t have any friends at all so he’s the best I think. No one to compare to.

means different things to different people---- and should---- wealth often factors somewhere into the equation. So what makes him think differently? It is because he has tended to be, more introverted---- make sense. He believes that introverts can be wildly successful and it is what he is now. Zandro is more conscientious, he always makes smarts decisions, focusing on the long-term goal and setting a good example. His more emotionally stable for now, obviously: Making emotional decisions can derail a person’s progress toward a long-term goal. He also believes that being less neurotic is much better.

Sia ordered as thirst is evident on her face. "Just wait a sec" Sine went to his room to get dressed first while Charity released the materials to start the project. "Cha, what can I do to help?" Adem asked Charity as he watched what the girl was doing. “Nothing. You can’t help me with these” Charity laughed jokingly which makes us all laughed. "Okay!" and he returned to his seat as if sulking. Adem is an extrovert person. It's easy to get his habit, unlike other introverts. They prefer to be alone.

He scratched the back of his neck. "But you said you love me." He pouted. "Be my boyfriend first!" "Okay, okay!" He knelt again, still pouting. "Will you be my—" "Yes!" I answered immediately. A wide smile was shown on his face and he hugged me. "I love you so damn much, Gold." He whispered through my ear. Being an introvert may seem satisfying. But there are some people who still longs for more rather than staying in the room, locked up and just playing games.

In fits and starts, I wrote about the quiet bitterness of those on the margins of society and the moments they were made to feel invisible. One day, I typed out, "In that lavish estate, all the applause and spotlight belonged to them. I was nothing more than a superfluous ornament—fit only to stand in the shadows and watch in silence." That post went viral without any warning. Within moments, tens of thousands of comments flooded in. Countless people wrote that my words mirrored their own feelings of being abandoned by their family. As I read those comments, I suddenly felt like crying. It wasn't because the post had gone viral, but because I finally realized just how many people out there w

I slap my hand with other. Rude. You know you speak very less. It's dangerous for your health. Means simple if you didn't talk then how you gonna make friends and if you didn't have friends then with whom you share your secrets and if you don't share your secrets with anyone then it start eating you from inside. You started behaving weirdly and people around you declare you mad and send you mental asylum, I blabber nonstop to make him talk but he didn't spill a word. It's one of my weird habit, whenever I met another introvert I become the most extrovert untill that person started to talk like me.

I don't know why he was confined to his room as a child but maybe he's just an introvert. "I guess, you're an introvert, aren't you?" Sharmaine asked. "Ye-yes I am," Gio answered. "Oh, that's why." Sharmaine just nodded. "Because I'm also an introvert, same as you. So we will understand each other," she replied. "What? You're an introvert? Mind you, you're so mean and you bullied our friends, then you see yourself as an introvert?" Nico suddenly asked in surprise. "Yes, Sharmaine. You were always outside. Sometimes your nanny even pinched you in the groin because you used to be so naughty and you made a lot of children cry, plus you have a lot of friends too. As far as I know, you even love

Opposite me was this good looking guy, very moderate with his hair gelled sideways giving him the perfect rich guy look. I said nothing to both of them as I just took my seat gently in between them. I was a damn introvert at my formal high school, I literally never existed there; I was a shadow, I had zero friends, zero enemies, with zero lovers, and zero life there. When we moved here three days ago I promised myself to zone out of my introvert existence, and confront this world a little, I mean I can't be alone forever, I need to confront this world a little.

Another factor was the fact that I am not naturally extraverted in the first place. My demeanor wasn't particularly friendly, and I've been told that I appeared to be a little intimidating, so people were often reluctant to approach me if I wasn't the one who was approaching them. I was also not a particularly extroverted person, which meant that I did not make many new friends while out and about. Last but not least, the people who worked here were extremely concerned with their titles and responsibilities.