Guru Boboiboy Novels & Stories

"How are you, Bob?" Ronan questioned the cafe owner and they both looked like acquaintances to each other. Alizah just saw them until her doubt could be clear. "Perfectly fine! Just the same as you left, Ronan. why are you back here after so long? Do you not miss your oldie Bob anymore? Bob seemed to be in his fifties. He had a huge belly but he seemed quite cute. " Shut up, how can you say that? do you think I would you forget you, and you out of all people? you are the most annoying and clingy person I have ever met how could I forget you?"

Two cups empty the used cappuccino there in front of him, occasionally he looked towards the street that looked out of the window nearby. "You looking for me?" asks somebody new came up to the table Jimmy. Heard a voice nearby, Jimmy turned away from the viewing window. He saw the beautiful woman that had stood in front of him. "Se-senior?" said Indri was surprised to see Jimmy. Because during this time he never met in person. But Indri knows who Jimmy is because he used to help the cost of the treatment of Bu Fatma time Erika was in college. "What's up, Indri?"

Mrs Hopkins urged. " Heyo miss Yann, My name is Bobby" Roberta said. "She is Roberta, but we all call her Bobby and I am Master George Mayfair" he said with all the air of importance a six year old had, smiling with his four missing front teeth. "Nice to meet you beautiful miss Bobby and handsome master George" Ann greeted with a warm smile. "Permit me to say, you are very beautiful miss Ann" George said with a shy grin. "Well thank you George" Ann smiled.

I have got to tell Auntie Mehek who Bobby truly is so that she will become aware of his true nature before she becomes a widow. The Master planner is Bobby Poru whilst Lady Meera is the Genius planner But I will show them that I am the Game Planner.

I have enough on my plate when it comes to dealing with Manny. “I'll check him out on YouTube,” I say in my most placating voice. Bob executes a perfect twirl and stops in place to play his air guitar. His cape swings around his thick torso, and I can't help but smile. He's a man who's in love with life. His life. There's not a soul alive who would be in love with my sorry life.

Seeing how stressed I was he tried to lighten up the conversation by smiling and saying, “Ok, cool where is the liquor at? If you need him here that’s how you do it. Apparently, he really likes Jim Beam, so let’s start with that.” All I could do was laugh after that. It’s been a couple of years since Robby has had any liquor, because of the “Bob” problem. One shot is all it takes, and Robby is gone, but “Bob” is too good at playing Robby. Nobody knows the difference until he has drunk a fifth or more, than “Bob” drops the act and is total darkness and evil. Picking at me and picking at me; trying to get me pissed enough to switch myself to Orna. I’m not going to lie, just Robby can drink, he

He knows that there will be a backlash when they find out that a child will tag along “bobo! Mas mapapakinabangan pa yata yan kaysa sayo! Meron din syang kasamang sanay sa kutsilyo” (stupid! He will be more useful than you! We also have a person who is more used in knife) the boss shivered in horror when he remember the girl with a piercing eyes and a sharp knife

Why do I have to be called the ‘stutter boy’ when I actually have a name? Only a few people in my previous high school knew my real name. I was like a toy to all those bullies in school, who would call me 'hey stutter boy, c'mere. Go buy us a soda and some snacks from the vending machine' or 'stutter boy, have you finished the assignment I gave you yesterday?' or 'M..m..mi..michael..w..w..what's up?'

You know those guys in your school? Not the normal ones, but the fuckboys? Yeah, those ones. If you don't know those guys, then you may just not know the meaning of the term fuckboy . Generally, a fuckboy is actually an attractive, funny guy. Usually you wouldn't want to admit it, but everyone knows it, even himself. A fuckboy has an unhealthy amount of confidence in himself which helps him to lead girls on just for hookups. He'll say that he's really into you but doesn't want to deal with an actual relationship. He thinks about himself and only himself all the time but is nice to most people.

I didn't bother hiding my disgust at those words. There's no way I’d ever go out with a guy like that, he’d cured me of my crush completely. Sure I was plain and on the bigger side and I wasn’t exactly his type, and everyone would probably say I would be lucky to be with a boy as great and handsome and popular as him… "But I'm not one of them. I'm here to tutor you. Both of you, actually.” As soon as he heard the word tutor, his face changed into a panicked, fearful expression.