Novel & Cerita Good Pizza Great Pizza Chapter 5

The buzzer rang and she got up to attend to it, opening the door, it was the pizza guy. "Okay, so two Tikka Chickens, one Mexican Fiesta and the Chicken Crammed-Decker" he finished off reading and looked up at me, "damn you're hot," he said and Kaleb was immediately behind her. "Say something boy?" he asked and the boy quickly shook his head no handing him the boxes of pizza, Ray was trying so hard not to burst out in laughter. "Don't be so scared of him, he is just a grumpy old fool. You're cute." she told him and Kaleb growled, "Thank you, take a huge tip." she said as Kaleb closed the door.

A girl and a boy stood behind her, all of them holding plates full of pizza and looking hopeful. “Of course you can,” Holly said. “Come sit with us. I’d like you to meet my friend, Nathan. He’s the one who brought the pizza today.” “You brought all this pizza?” Jake Bennet asked, his dark eyes going wide. “That musta cost, like, a million dollars.” “It wasn’t a million dollars,” Nathan told the boy. “But, what if it was? What if I got enough pizza to fill this entire cafeteria?” “We’d have to swim in it,” Natasha Aldovi replied. She took a big bite of her pizza and looked thoughtful. “Would a life jacket work in pizza?”

said aunty Nana and went back to the kitchen . When Diego took a bite of the pizza he felt like his mouth was melting from the warm cheese . ' This is so good ! That madam is a great cook ! far better that the pizza the royal cook prepares . Haaaa........I love this ! It's so delicious . ' thought Diego looking at the pizza . Charlotte laughed a bit when she saw him . " It's good , isn't it ?! " said Charlotte with a smile . " Extremely good ! " said Diego . " I told you that I would bring you to a nice place with extremely delicious pizza . " said Charlotte .

“Exactly. Word for word.” “What about the temperature?” “I chose the highest. For efficiency.” Dante bowed his head. Lips moving through some internal calculation—or simply holding back a grin. Without another word, he picked up a dish towel, lifted the pan, and disposed of it in one supremely efficient motion. He turned. His hand found her chin—a touch more like a question than a claim—and pressed his lips to her forehead. “Pizza,” he said. “Two blocks from here. They deliver.” “I just ended the life of a chicken and have absolutely nothing to show for it.”

Lewis smiled at her, his lip ring and snake bites catching her attention. “Ulric Industries pays well, and you can’t beat the pizza joint under the complex.” Vanessa read one of the boxes. “Full Moon Pizza?” The irony of the name was not lost on her. Lewis’s eyes lit up. “Best pizza in Georgia. Not to mention their wings, cheese sticks—” “While we are all fascinated by your choice of food,” Lance interrupted, an annoyed look on his face, “we have more pressing issues at hand.”

said Kim bringing in two boxes of pizzas, Thalia knew that one of the boxes must be not so secretly hiding her favourite meatballs pizza but the other one was a problem. " I can assure you that I did - wanna see my appointment letter or something ?" said Thalia crinkling her nose when she saw Kim popping up the pineapple pizza and taking a bite of it " did you seriously like this thing?" " why? What's wrong ?" said Kim sounding a bit affronted but not upset, her voice muffled as she chewed on her cheesy delight " and no, I believe you, if you say you got the job then you got the job"

Chapter 15 I bit into my pizza-pepperoni slice, while Jason sat opposite me looking at me with an unreadable expression. There was a sound of glass shattering, I turned my head to where the nice had come from, Jason who was not a minute ago focusing on me also turned his head to the direction I was facing.

"You said it. If it weren't for Grandmaster Zeller, who'd be crazy enough to come suffer here?" Felix listened silently to the crowd's chatter, waiting to see what would happen. Sure enough, a five-person squad appeared in uniform, and they were people from headquarters. "What's going on here?" The pizza place owner, Anton Marchal, immediately perked up, rushing to speak first, "Mr. Blackburn, look at this! These days, people won't even pay for their pizza. Such country bumpkins." Gert Otis, the middle-aged customer, exploded in fury. "You bastard! I dare you to say that again!"

I smile. “You are welcome” he sits up and open the pizza box, “pepperoni with beef, chicken and pineapple, just how you like it” he pushes the box to me. “How…how do you remember this?” He takes a slice from his own box, “it was the most disgusting order in high school Lorrie, it's not easy to forget” I take a slice and it melts in my mouth, I moan from the goodness, “from papies?” “You know it, only the best in town” he smirks, “you're welcome again” he laughs.

She was so miserable back then and seeing her smile right now is the most amazing thing that can highlight my year so far. I waited no time and I walked closer to them. I grabbed a pizza and the cheese was so sticky! The flavor that we have is spinach and pepperoni. From the look of it, it was decent but looked delicious. Like a homemade pizza that someone’s gentle mother would do. Like, a diligent son will be proud of. “Please, give me honest feedback, Ma’am,” Becca begged for me, her eyes were genuinely worried, “Ma’am Jill and Ma’am Shane said nothing but good and I am still not confident. I think that they were just being kind to me!”