Funny High Novels & Stories

"I knew right then she wasn't cut out for the big leagues." That was a recital when I was eight years old. It was my first time facing such a large audience, and I did get stage fright. But Rhys was the first one to rush onto the stage to comfort me back then. He told me, "Maeve, you played wonderfully. Those people just don't understand music." Now he was using it to humiliate me. Laughter echoed through the room, and my cheeks burned. He was mocking me in public, turning my past humiliation into a punchline.

"Hurry up, then! Don't starve your precious cousin!" It seemed that Julius had learned how to retaliate. Thanks to him, I was extremely aroused. By the time we sat down for the meal, I'd just finished relieving myself of my "stress". James sat next to me, looking as docile as a koala bear. Even the way he moved and did things was extremely slow. I found him very adorable, so I placed a ton of food on his plate and watched him eat with his cheeks all puffed out. He put down his fork. "Thanks. You'll definitely make a good wife for Jules."

Lucas looked at the dozens of Wild Bull Dark Races in front of him and said, "Is there anything funny about this?" A Rank 5 Earth King Ranked Realm Wild Bull said to Lucas, "Human, this is the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life. Don't you think it's funny!?" ...

This time, a few jocks and cheerleaders joined when the insults turned to their respective clubs. "You cheerleaders think you guys are so pretty. Guess what? You guys are the ugliest cheerleaders!" "You jocks need to go back to kindergarden, because you tackle each other so much that your IQ drops!" I cackled at that and clapped my hands in amusement. Waynard High always has the best fights! I can't seem to get enough of it. The student councils gave me a look and raised their eyebrows at me. "Hailey? Aren't you forgetting something?"

Cereal_killer HEY THERE, ANNABELLE. Not_annabelle -_- ANNABETH. Cereal_killer I KNOW, BUT, WHERE'S THE FUN IN THAT? Not_annabelle YOU THINK ANNABELLE IS FUNNY? Cereal_killer OF COURSE. OMG, HAHAHAHA, DON'T EVEN REMIND ME. I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE OF LAUGHTER, THE DAY I WATCHED THAT MOVIE. I_pooped BUT, I- Yes_you_suck

My eyes widened for a second, then I shook my head and brought myself to look at her with a frown. "Good point. Relationships are complicated, even when they end. Sometimes it's hard to let go I guess, huh?" "I think we know better than anyone." Liza giggled and nudged me in the ribs teasingly. I chuckled, and then we both burst into high pitched laughter. It's always so ironic how the most messed up shit is hilarious to laugh at in hindsight. What are we thinking, anyway? Staying around people who treat us like shit.

“YEAH ! LET THE UNINVITED MOTHERFVCKER GET A TASTE OF ALL OUR ATTENTION AND LOVE” “KILL ! KILL ! KILL !” “BARBECUE HIS ASS, FVCKERS !!” “EVERYONE SHUT THE “HELL” UP ! SEE ? SEE ? WHAT I DID THERE ?” “YEAH SUCKER. YOU USED A PUN FOR THE FIRST TIME IN YOUR LIFE” “HELL NO ! I AM PUN LORD” “NO YOU ARE POOP LORD. THAT’S IT” “SHUT UP, GUYS ! YOU ARE BEING SO UNCOOL”

he asked her, giving her an innocent look. “You think you’re very funny, don’t you, you little piece of Gorilla Fart?” she asked him angrily, trying to turn his joke on him. Mac and Tara actually laughed this time. N-1-9-8-9 gave her a dazzling smile. “Ahhh… she is smart,” he said. “And nope, I’m not funny. I just think I’m a little too hot.” Mac took a gulp of his beer. “Left fist or right fist, Yenny. Just say the word and I’ll give it to him,” he offered.

Please give me a scap, and I want to cut Geralf's throat now. "Short people are unique, look young, with babyface, often can ease because often mistaken students." "Where good is so short." Mock Gerald. I pinched his arm. "So do not call short continue, later Rara added short. Just call high so that Rara can be high." "You're old, so it can't get any higher," Gerald said. "Damn it!" I took an upset. Do you think Gerald's sorry? It's not in the dictionary. He knows it, and his mouth serves to hurt others.

It did not start from the time we pranked our friends and wore matching onesies. It starts from a time I remember distinctly. I can recall the events as if they just happened yesterday. It actually begins from our last year of high school. Specifically the last summer before the last year of high school. √√