Gumball Woke Up Like This Novels & Stories

Ghost POV I wake up on cold concrete, and my head feels like it’s been split open with a hammer. Every muscle in my body aches, and my jaw throbs with a slow, deep pulse that tells me exactly what happened. That crazy bitch knocked me out. I groan and roll onto my side, my hand dragging over the rough pavement as I push myself up enough to look around. The body’s gone, of course it is.

I woke up feeling parched. My mouth was dry as a bone, and my throat hurting. I sprang out of bed, dashed to the fridge, snagged a can of ice-cold cola, and chugged it down in one go. "Burp… ahh…" After a satisfying burp, I felt cool relief. As I enjoyed the fridge's chill, a sudden knock on the door startled me. I closed the fridge, grabbed a baseball bat, and peeked through the peephole. It was my lifelong best friend Gavin, looking nervous.

Ruby That first split-second where you wake up and remember nothing. There’s nothing quite like that, is there? Then the realization hits you like a ton of bricks, forcing you to sit bolt upright in bed. Caleb. Fell. Asleep. On. The. Couch. Oh my God! I woke up, jumped quickly out of bed, and threw on my dressing gown, desperate to cover the horrendous SpongeBob nightgown that I was wearing. I fished it out of my bottom drawer late last night when I was getting changed in the dark.

I sounded out of my mind drunk and no doubt looked it too,with my face pressed up against the cool fibrous material and my eyes only half open. Couldn't persuade them to get any wider than that. "But you did not die," He raised a finger and tapped the other side of the cylinder where my nose was. I giggled. Then remembered I was mad at him and tried to straighten and ended up hugging the wall to keep upright. Giggled some more and licked the cylinder since it smelled like a cherry pop. Nope, didn't taste like it.I wiped my tongue with my palm. "You must be what humans call a 'lightweight'," Glob mumbled and danced his fingers against the built in panel.A moment later a thin,magenta mist was

My fingers struggle hard to reach out to them, but my mind cannot control my weak limbs anymore. Suddenly, the whole world begins to spin super fast, and a violent nausea sweeps right over my chest. My eyes fly open, and my head turns straight to the side as my mouth reches up a terrible mess of slime and bitter fluid onto the floor. “He is awake! Mars is awake! Get the pack doctor into this room right now, quick!”

Genevieve: The following morning, I woke up with an overwhelming sense of shyness. It was the loud banging on the door that jolted me from my slumber. I had returned to my bed and slept between Bellamy and Caspian. Carefully untangling myself from Caspian's arm and gently moving Bellamy's face away from my neck, I noticed that Wolvin was the only one who seemed awake since his sleep seemed rather sensitive.

The harsh vibration of the phone against the nightstand rattled the silence, a jarring mechanical drill that bored into Dante’s skull. He peeled his eyes open, the room swimming in the hazy, grey light of early morning. His hand fumbled blindly over the wood, knocking over a half-empty glass of water before his fingers closed around the vibrating device. The screen blared, MAX. He swiped to answer, pressing the cool glass to his ear, his voice a deep, gravelly rumble that hadn't yet found its waking pitch.

Riley Rule #1 of waking up in strange places: always check for pants. Rule #2: if the walls glow, something divine and inconvenient is about to happen. I blinked against blinding gold light. Everything shimmered — walls, floor, probably my pores. “Ugh. Great. I’ve been abducted by a chandelier.” > “You are awake,” said a voice that somehow managed to sound both proud and smug. Of course. Because why wake up to normal problems when you can wake up to a celestial ego trip?

days Pov: Winston It took me a while to rouse to consciousness. Gwyn had been the first one to wake and porge the sleeping pills out of her system, because she had the lightest weight and then, she made a disgustingly smelling potion and held it up at each of our noses, to wake us up too. And so, that was how I woke up to a pungent, egg smelling potion bomb, exploding in my nose. I looked up at the grim faces of my best friends, together with Cerulean and Lapis' worried gazes and wondered what the fuck their problems were.

Chapter 69 - Awaken at Havalu Island Georgia awoke with a sharp gasp, her chest heaving as if she had been pulled from the depths of a terrible nightmare. Her eyes fluttered open, but the world around her felt blurred, distant, and unfamiliar. The soft light that filled the room flickered from oil lamps that hung on the walls, their fiery glow casting faint shadows that danced across the wooden floor. Her head pounded, and her body felt heavy and weak, as though it had been dragged through the ocean itself.