Its Chewsday Innit Novels & Stories

That worked for her, she could eat ice cream and veg out in front of the tv. That's exactly what Cheyenne did. She changed into some shorts and a t-shirt and sat in front of the tv with an array of junk food around her. She had all her favorites, Oreos, beef jerky, sour candy, and chips. She felt like a pig but didn't care, food made her day better. She would worry about the consequences tomorrow.

Just like every other day Cherry woke up late again. Once she noticed the time she became a living flash, taking a very speedy bath, partially washing half of her hair. Today was Wednesday and Cherry decide a green pea dress will do since it was still summer and her apartment barely get cold. Before leaving she gave dolly the last piece of her chicken from last night and lock the door quietly to avoid been disturbed by her pet.

I said, punching his shoulder, playfully. “I got you, no worries. I can show you how to get there, and then how to maintain it once you get where you want to be. How’s the diet, what have you eaten so far today,” he asked. I made a face. Welp! I said I was going to be honest. I tapped my fingers across my mouth. “A giant bowl of Cinnamon Toast Crunch and a chocolate glazed donut. Did I mention I own Cross Roads? Kinda impossible to resist sweets,” I said, putting my hands on my hips.

It was wrapped in a green decorative paper and it said mint flavor. She opened the two and threw them into her mouth. It was like lemon gums but mint flavor and it didn’t finish as the lemon gums did. It was everlasting but not the sweetness. She felt it fade away slowly. “What is it?” Kale asked chewing it. “It’s called chewing gum,” Louisa answered. Kale was beginning to like Louisa. She might be the craziest looking one among them but she seemed pretty nice. “Back to where we were,” Tiana said throwing a blade towards Josh’s direction.

"Sorry I can only hold one finger, your hands are so big." "Let's go to a place where there will be candy for you to eat." "Wow, let's go, let's go." Clause Chen happily smiled and hurriedly pulled the person away. He really likes to eat candy, but yesterday he made his brother angry, so he didn't dare to use it anymore. Big brother saw that every time he had a snack, he would scold him so he was not allowed to eat more than two candies and three bags of cake a day. He's gone today, so he'll be allowed to eat as much as he wants.

I can’t wait to hear it when it’s finished. “Will you be home for Thanksgiving?” Chase asks after taking a bite of his Kung Pao chicken. Nodding at him as I suck up a noodle from my Chow Mein. But I tell him I am home for two days as on Thanksgiving weekend I start my internship at the Boston office. “You’re kidding me right Jen?” Chase takes a sip of his water, “There’s no way you are starting your work internship on Thanksgiving weekend. Surely your professors made a mistake on the starter date. Please tell me you’re joking Jen please.”

I asked, trying to sound annoyed but failing spectacularly. Zed appeared in the doorway, sleeves rolled up, his usual black T-shirt tight against his chest. He gave me a cold glance that could freeze a flame. “Morning,” he said, voice low, clipped. “I need…roasted chips.” I tried to keep my voice casual, but the whine seeped through anyway. Zed’s brows shot up. “Roasted…chips?” “Yes! Roasted. You know, the crunchy ones, not the greasy fried ones. You’re going to get them for me. Now.” I pouted like my life depended on it.

I watched Skeet rush out. The bridal boutique assistant holding my gown frowned. "What's more important than the bride trying on her dress?" I gave a dry smile. That wasn't the problem. It was the person calling. Norah Cheney. Skeet's so-called mentee, who'd been there three months. Back then, he'd complained— "The new interns suck. Especially Norah. She can't do anything. I have to explain everything three or four times. She's exhausting."

Chapter 03 The rest of the week rolled by fast. I had just stepped out of my class and was walking toward Chris' car in the parking lot. I hopped in as soon as I opened the door. "How was your day?" Chris asked me. "Same as every other one." I relaxed into the car seat. "Here." He handed me a pack of chips. Takis. They're my absolute favorite. "Thank you." I said gratefully and tore the pack open.

If he had to walk away, he would. “Oh my God,” she squealed and Brian looked over at her. “I have to get some of these!” He walked over to see what she was looking at and nearly choked. “What the hell, Jon?” he asked, looking over at his friend. Jonathon smirked at him. “It’s part of our ‘Too Hot to Handle’ line.” “They’re chocolate cocks,” Brian blurted out. “They are,” Jonathon confirmed, “with chili-flavored cream centers. Very popular with the Hen’s party crowd.”