Gumball X Carrie Novels & Stories

Carrie was overjoyed when she learned that Logan was the owner of this G-Class. It was a luxurious car that was worth more than $350,000. Carrie had never ridden in one of these. She could upload a photo of her in the car and bask in the envy of the others. "Uh… I think you should ride in Xavier's car. You guys are going to the karaoke, right?" As Logan said that, he raised the window slowly and started the car. "I'm not going anymore, Logan. Why don't you give me a lift…" Carrie followed the G-Class as she tapped on the window and pleaded.

She walked over to where they were sitting as Dex flagged her down. “How was your appointment?” Dex asked, standing up to let her sit down. “Fine.” She said, sliding into the booth. “Who is this?” Ronald asked. “Carrie Jacobs.” She said, reaching out and shaking his hand. “Ronal MacGuire.” He said, returning the gesture. “Nice to meet you.” She said. “Ronald, Carrie is in a similar situation as Bridgette.” Dex said, sitting down next to her. “You’re kidding me!” Ronald breathed excitedly as he leaned forward. “That’s amazing! Two women in the same situation!”

Grabbing a bottle of champagne and two flutes in the other hand, Carrie removed a tiny tube from her purse and emptied its contents in one of the glasses. She turned to look around but no one was there. Xavier will soon be in his suite. She quickly filled the two glasses with the champagne and sipped from one. “I promise you, Xavier, today, our lives will change forever!” She happily smirked to herself and gulped everything. Carrie refilled her flute and Xavier walked in.

Club addict, crazy b**ch, Fun psycho, and damn she hates boredom. Jimmy smirk. "Where should we meet?" He asked her as he grins. Few minutes later they ended the call and Jimmy made a happy fist in the air as he smiled. "So far, so good, everything is going as planned. He fold his arm and looked at another image on the wall as his eyes darkened. "Carlos Zack." He raised his brow. "I always get what I want." His eyes turned cold and he pressed his lips together. Dressed in a jean trousers and a white top with sneakers and his sun glasses on, Jimmy Billy stood by his car at a parking lot of a classy hotel waiting for Gabby.

“Judge I would like to introduce evidence 3.2 a photo from that Christmas party.” Gideon walked over to me and handed me a photo. “Miss Garrison, can you tell the courtroom who is in that picture, please.” “It’s me, and Charlene.” “And behind Charlene, who is in the picture?” “One of the defendants.” My heart sank. “So, you lied when you said you had never met them before.” “No, I don’t remember meeting him there. I barely saw him at that party.” “Miss Garrison, did Charlene introduce you to her date that evening.”

It was the least he could do. “Things are going well—DAVE PUT THAT GIANT GUMMY BEAR DOWN, WE’RE ONLY HERE FOR THE RUNTS!” fake Carl shouts and the real Carl cracks a small smile. They must be at Madame Sweets, Ash Cannon’s cute little candy store on the corner of Mulberry and Star Avenue. Carl would give anything to be him right now. Except wait, no, he wouldn’t. Going back would mean he’d have to deal with the stress and the pressure again. And he couldn’t handle that. He didn’t think anyone could really.

Cara makes a disgusted face as close it. They are to search the house for the cup which Jonathan had hidden earlier in the day. The winner gets a yellow convertible to be specific, a 1969 Chevrolet Camaro SS Convertible. Cara doesn't know what it is but since it's a car of some sort, She is more than determined to get it, so she called for reinforcements, meaning she called Cassie. "So are you still going through with your plan to avoid Xander?" Cassie shifts on the couch to see Cara who's being her.

"Who the fuck is that, Huxley?" "Hey, watch your mouth, Carl. That's my cousin, Yara. I told you she was coming for the job." "I'll have to see some ID." "What the fuck, man." "Orders are orders." Jason takes out my ID card from his wallet and hands it to him. The guy, Carl, glances at it briefly and then gives it back. "She's late. You know the boss hates tardiness." "It was the fucking bus. What can I do?"

Deric said as he approached an attendant and exchanged a piece of money for some coins. On the first try, Deric got the stuffed rabbit. On the second, third, and fourth tries, he got a stuffed cow, butterfly, and dolphin. Some visitors immediately approached the man because they were amazed by his ability. Caraline, on the other hand, kept her head down, feeling uncomfortable and afraid that someone would find out her identity. "I got it," Deric said as he handed Caraline a blue-eyed stuffed cat. The action received applause from the audience. "You can have all these dolls."

Carrie added, smiling seductively at the bartender. “Bone dry Martini for the gorgeous ladies, coming right up.” The bartender responded to Carrie, flashing her a more seductive smile. I scoffed as I watched them flirting with each other. Carrie is such a flirt, she is the life of every party, and she spends all her time clubbing and partying. She is so lucky to be the second child, she doesn’t have to worry about the family business and she will never be pawned off to a lying, cheating bastard.