Icarly I Rue The Day Novels & Stories

Day 21 I went to Tesco today. And I couldn’t go in. It’s one more thing you have ruined for me. You’ve ruined a lot of things for me. You’ve ruined cupcakes for me. Dad bought me ice-cream, I tried to lick it but I couldn’t. All I could do was cry. You’ve also ruined it for me. All our memories have been tainted. Day 23 I HATE YOU!!! You should never have come here to this place. You don’t make people fall in love with you, then cut them off completely. It’s cruel. It’s wicked and I know you are not wicked, Cal. So what’s going on? Talk to me.

Dave huffs. “Ryan Reynolds Day?” Carl asks, confused as fuck. “Don’t worry about it, dad.” “Okay son.” After a few awkward minutes pass by, the door creaks open a few centimeters. Then a deep booming voice asks, “Password?” “Rawr XD,” Carl whispers heatedly, immediately having a cringe attack afterwards. The door swings open and Zac greets the two boys in an indigo penguin suit. “It’s not what it looks like! It’s not my fault you guys came during a Club Penguin Club meeting, okay?!” Zac cries. He looked and sounded like he was having a midlife crisis. Which was pretty much on brand for the poor guy.

The video call came to an abrupt halt. I stared at my reflection on the screen. It was staring back at me in disbelief. Now, I couldn't help but wonder whether it had actually happened, or whether I was hallucinating. Zoe Shamrock and I were childhood friends. I was still reeling from the sudden news, and my mind was wandering when Zoe popped up behind me and tapped my shoulder. "SAT's tomorrow, Seamus. You should be studying, not spacing out. You'll be sorry if you flunk it and don't get into Harland."

I nodded, clenching my fists and bracing myself. To my surprise, Ryan slowly raised his hand and gently brushed the calloused pad of his thumb across the corner of my eye. "Don't cry anymore," he said. "For that Ethan West you told me about. It's not worth it. That tear has been sitting there for a while. It hurts me just to see it."

Thump-thump. “Good dream,” Adrian said. One arm. Isla. Other arm. Pulling Alex in. Three of them. “T-Rex Bear. I like it.” “Me too,” I said. Ivy on my hip. Four of us. “Day 14. T-Rex Bear. First steps was Day 2. What’s Day 14?” “Day 14 is pancakes,” Alex said. Decisive. “With chocolate chips. Because it’s Tuesday. And Tuesday is chocolate chip day. Susan said.”

I wanted to live an ordinary life after all. The car screeched to a halt in front of our apartment, and my phone started ringing again. It was Isa. Shit. I totally forgot we had class this morning. What a great way to start the day. I tore open the door, dragging my dress up and pulling my handbag out of the seat. I threw a hundred bucks at the driver as I scrambled out of there. “Keep the change”, I shouted over my back. With my heels in hand, I practically jogged to the door barefoot, chest heaving. I pushed the door open after quickly punching the passcode and was met with an angry-looking Isa.

Allen looked over at Pearl “well, quite a while anyway. You’re going to make a lot of money.” “I am?” “Oh yes, definitely. You’re too pretty to not do well at this.” Allen smiled. Pearl smirked, Allen was laying it on a little thick, wasn’t he? Allen checked the time on the countdown, it read less than a minute. “OK Irene, I need you to say your line now, into this camera straight ahead here.” Irene looked at the camera as the counter ticked away, less than 10 seconds now. “My name is Irene and I’m an eighteen year old slut, watch me get fucked and take a load of cum on my face exclusively for Countdown to Fuck.”

Just not saved anymore. Alaric: So you finally decided to show your true colors? Call me now, Jane. We’re not finished. My stomach clenched. Celine snatched the phone before I could even reach for it. “Block him.” “I will,” I whispered. “Later.” “No, now. He’s a disease.” she argued. But I just leaned back against the headboard, staring at the ceiling. My mind was spinning. My father’s words. The internet exploding. The kiss replaying in my chest like a heartbeat. And Alaric trying to claw his way back into my life.

And then my phone buzzed in my hand. The same unknown number. The message was short. Unknown: You looked so pretty crying at dinner. Can’t wait to see what you look like when the video drops. Tick tock, Mrs. Carter I squinted at the screen, vision blurry, and typed back with clumsy fingers, not even realizing how bad the typos were. Me: i dont care anymor. who ever u r watching me. ur a coward. show ur self if ur so brave. fuck u I hit send without thinking.

On one sunny day, Liam went down on one knee, presenting me with a diamond ring he had designed himself, and asked, "Eleanor, will you marry me?" I smiled, held out my hand, and answered without hesitation, "Yes."