Hey Im Bee Novels & Stories

Maybe that's why he was chosen to be the one to train all the Scarletts. "You can only call him Honey. Not Mr Gunn, not his first name, just Honey. Only Honey is allowed." I laugh thinking how awkward it would be during our first meeting next month that I have to call him Honey straightaway. "He would call you B," he ignores my laugh as he always does, being totally serious during our class, "Which stands for Baby. Or Bee the zzzzz. I'm not sure myself but it will be B for you. Or anything he feels like calling you. But the default would be B so whenever he calls B or mentions B, that would be you."

Jason asked with a plain but nervous expression. "I've asked you, how was your day? And I've called your name twice! But you seem to be in your imagination where you can't listen to me" said Dawson with an annoyed face. "There's this girl I'm thinking about" Jason said unexpectedly, unable to give another reason of his absence of mind. "What girl?" The blood in his veins seem to flow faster.

I’m bored out of my mind here. “What club is Juniper in?” “June is in…” He trails off. “Am I a bad older brother if I say I don’t know?” “A little.” We laugh. “Wanna see a funny video?” Beckett whips out his phone and I move my chair closer to his. We spend the next 30 minutes endlessly scrolling through YouTube, laughing our heads off.

Michael bent over to pick up the teddy bear “what did I do?” he asked, concern about his son. “Nothing dad”, he replied finally. “I’m only exhausted” “Are you sure? Cause Penny here tells me a different story” “Yes dad” Drake said maintaining his position on his side of his bed. “Sure? Cause Penny here wants to play and his taking a step, another step, another –" “Dad”, Drake said trying to avoid the hard laughter from bursting out.

“Here to see your granny?” Suzanne smiled back. She liked Bob, he always asked her the same questions whenever she came. “Yeah, can you let me in Bob?” Jolly Bob nodded and flashed his card at the gate’s sensor, but not before putting his elbow on her windowsill. He smiled a toothy smile. “Sure you don’t want to go out with me anytime soon Ms Summers?”

I hate him. — "Extra training tonight and this weekend. For those of you in sports, you can miss one of the two training sessions. We are also expecting to hear good news, and wins from the games coming up this weekend. That's all" Our beta says, dismissing us all. Training kicked my ass, I'm exhausted, and soaked with sweat.

And at this moment, Abigail was following them from a distance, and she no longer needed the title of champion. Looking at Makenna, she was shining brightly, and a hint of soft light appeared in her eyes. Just at that moment, her phone rang. "Boss, last night those twenty-something brats got beaten up by a few of us brothers all night, they finally surrendered!" "It was Jimena from the Skinner family who made them do this, saying that it would severely injure you and prevent you from participating in the competition." "Boss, you are already at this level, why are you still participating in any competitions??"

As if trying to unmask me and see my broken inside and my weakness. “Well, as you can see, Damon isn't here and I should be on my way out.” I walk past him towards the exit. “My name is Rowan.” I stop and glance behind my shoulder with a frown. “I know.” He walks up to me and chuckles. I sense a bit of nervousness in his voice. “I'm sorry, I'm just trying to start a conversation and I suck at it.” He is very similar to Damon. Why does looking at him ache my heart? “Look, Master Rowan–”

"You two behave. I'm going to check on Joey. And I'll have her come over and apologize to you!" Eugene tugged at Zach's sleeve with determination in his eyes. "Dad, I want to go too! I need to see what kind of act Mom's putting on. "She's the zookeeper. The animals love her. They wouldn't hurt her—there has to be something strange going on!" After calming Zayla down, Zach and Eugene headed to the zoo. I followed quietly behind them, desperate to see their reactions when they saw what was left of my body.

His speech and articulation had been very advanced for a four-year-old, but after pouting and frowning, he finally looked his age. “But running away won’t solve the problem. She’ll still tattle to your mom,” Ed said. He didn’t know who Rosemore was, but he followed the conversation. AJ smacked his forehead. “You’re right!” Reluctantly, he grabbed his bag. “What’s your name, mister?” AJ asked. Curious before they parted. “Just call me Beast.” Ed pointed to the scar on his face. AJ laughed. “You’re not as bad as the beast,” he said.