Icarly Ireunite Missy Novels & Stories

He took one last deep look at Andy and me, then turned and left dejectedly. I closed the door and carried Andy to the living room to play with the robot toy. Outside the window, rain poured down heavily. I glanced up and saw Dante's figure disappear into the curtain of rain. After that, Dante never came again. Andy and my life returned to peace. I enrolled Andy in preschool, where his intelligence and charm made him popular with both teachers and classmates. Our days as mother and son were ordinary but fulfilling. … In the blink of an eye, a year had passed. On this day, I had just gotten home from work when I received a call from Mom.

It was from Matt. "Missy wants to head out to the club, celebrate the first day of class. Bring yer sisters, but only the hot ones." Mike chuckled and called out to get his sisters' attention. "So, Matt and Missy wanna head out to the club, and I've been thinking about something."

Missy's ten years older, and she's been happily married for twenty-three years. We go shopping, spending a fortune on clothes and bags. It's refreshing to be a girlie girl and free from responsibilities today. We're having lunch when she says, "Jade, you missed our trip to Italy, but we must plan another trip for you. It's the perfect place to be single." She laughs. She's filling me in on the men and the naughty things she, my mom, cousins, and aunt did there. I'm crying from laughter when my phone rings. it's Tristan. I sigh, "Oh my goodness."

I needed the cool, sterile environment of spreadsheets and accounts to drown out the memory of Maverick’s hands on my waist at the club. ​"Good morning, Aurora," Missy said, sliding a venti caramel macchiato onto my desk before I had even sat down. She looked tired, likely from the same restless weekend I’d endured. "Are we still doing the... lunch?" ​"I have to," I sighed, taking a long sip of the liquid gold. "If I duck out now, Scarlett wins. She wants me to look like the 'other woman' who is afraid of the fiancée. I won’t give her that satisfaction."

Marcus tried to be logical as I got outside through the back entrance but I knew I was right, those kids looked like me in a way though I had not really paid much attention to them in the first place. “They are mine, I have a family I need to go to. Send my love to Carly, but I have to do what I got to do.” I said with finality, entering into my car and he rubbed his temple, while Meech shook his head at me and Ben cheered me up. I'm going to get my Iris back….The one that truly mattered. Thanks for your company, Carly. I blew a kiss and laughed in excitement revering up the engine of my car and zoomed off.

Ryan sits across from me, his legs crossed as he drums his fingers on his knee. Sydney and Aunt Maddy are upstairs with Uncle Isaac. Misty walks into the room, her eyes red, bloodshot, and full of tears. A smear of mascara peppers her left cheekbone as she looks from me to Ryan. I shoot to my feet. “Misty, what’s the matter?” She pouts, her lower lip jutting out. “They’re sending me away for the whole summer!” Ryan and I exchange glances as she sinks into a seat beside me. I gently rub her back in little circles as she absolutely comes apart at the seams. Her bright pink T-shirt rumples under my touch as she leans into my shoulder and starts to sob.

Just like she did yesterday when she was getting onto Larry and Hank for disappearing on her. "Sure," I say as she stands up. I watch her leave with that goofy smile on my face, but I don't care. I feel alive again just watching her. Is this what Mike felt like when he met Carmen? Is this why he was able to bury the past?... Because I get it. Missy looks back at me from the bar and I just keep smiling. I can't stop. She looks so relaxed and happy now. I don't know if that is from the beer or if she is comfortable with me, but either way, it makes me happy.

“The attention. The way she smiles at you. The way she leans toward you. Did you enjoy it?” He shook his head slowly. “Tristan, I honestly don’t know what you’re implying. Say it plainly.” The words exploded out of me. “Do you think I don’t know you’re fucking her?” Asher’s eyes widened. “What the hell are you saying?” I waved a hand sharply. “Forget it. Our school reunion is coming. You’d better not plan on taking Marissa there.” He frowned. “If Marissa decides to attend, that’s her choice. We all went to college together. She’s an alumna.”

" my mom said over the phone. I hung up and flicked on the light, illuminating the stark emptiness of my bedroom. I ordered takeout on a whim and started scrolling through videos, only to stumble upon Natalie's vlog. There she was, beaming about getting married. The video showed them, hand-in-hand, Emmett looking nothing like the stern CEO he usually was, but tender and warm. "After three years of loving Emmett, we're officially tying the knot." People were gushing, asking when they would get to see them being lovey-dovey. Natalie coyly replied with a blushing emoji. [I wouldn't tell you even if there was any.]

Carly advised and Kihara hugged her excitedly. “Thanks, sis,” She smiled and gave her sister a peck on the cheeks, before disengaging from the hug. Carly giggled before releasing her sister too, but suddenly, her mood changed and she sighed. “What do we do?” She muttered. “Like?” Kihara asked but Carly quickly feigned a wide smile, but Kihara was fast enough to notice it. “What exactly happened? Why the sudden change in your mood?” “I miss Alpha Oswald, and I really wish he’d give me a chance to explain myself,” Carly sighed