Joey Drew Novels & Stories

She would never say any of that out loud, though, knowing how bad it would make her sound. “Yeah, Joss friended me on F******k,” Joey said. “We said we’d all hang out.” “Joss huh?” Sue asked. “Joss is a girl, right?” Joey shot her a look. “Yes, she’s a girl. Guys and girls can be friends, you know.”

I ignored him, walking straight into the room. Joey sat up slightly, looking startled. I smiled, though it didn’t reach my eyes. "Joey," I said, my voice calm but cool. "Thank you for taking care of my son. If necessary, we can even pay you for your kindness—" Joey’s lips parted, her eyes immediately welling with tears. Before she could speak, Jordan’s high-pitched voice cut through the air like a blade. "You’re evil!" he shrieked, his tiny body trembling with anger. He gripped Joey’s arm, shielding her. "Daddy, make her leave!"

She might even get an hour or so to help dig before that happened, which was when she was planning to take Howard for a ride in Joey's car to the garden centre to buy trays of vegetable plants to fill in the newly bare stretch of soil. The cold glass of water was apparently ex-actly what Joey had been hanging out for but it seemed to make him feel even hotter. A few minutes later, he stripped off his tee shirt, rolling it up into a ball to mop his face before he continued digging, now wearing only his shorts and a pair of rubber boots.

Joey turned around and looked at me and smiled a little. "Hey, your awake." He said. "Yeah, I couldn't sleep. So I came back down here to get this." I said holding up the journal. "Hannah brought it to me earlier." "Oh, that was nice of her." He had said. "Yeah, something about writing down my feelings and such. That's my home work every night for her." "Oh, well come here. Come sit with me." Joey said moving over a little. I hesitated at first, then thought what the hell. So I walked over to him, with him watching me the whole time. He smiled when I sat down next to him.

he exclaimed, pulling out a piece of paper and rushing over to show me. I knelt down to get a better look. The drawing was simple, but unmistakable: Joe had drawn himself and Liam standing next to a racecar at the track. Joe’s stick figure had a huge smile on its face, and Liam’s was taller, a bit more detailed, with a cap on his head and a wrench in his hand. “See?” Joe said, pointing. “That’s me, and that’s Liam! We’re fixing the car together. And look, I even drew the racetrack!”

Clark asked. "Yes you are very very kind, I will tell my mom how good you are." Joey answered. "You know what, I will show you my drawings." He added and removed his bag and started bringing out his books. "You see." Joey said and showed his simple drawings to Clark. Clark flipped through the pages. "Wow, you also love drawings?" Clark asked. "Yes, I love drawings, I find peace in it." Joey answered. Clark chuckled. "You found peace in it? Joey that's you talking like you are going through some stuffs, you seem to have the best mom, you don't suppose to have any problem."

“I may have… sort of… kidnapped Dr. Hyder.” Despite the seriousness of the situation, the visual of Dr. Hyder being kidnapped made me laugh. I could think of few things in this world less likely than Dr. Hyder falling victim to a kidnapping by anyone, much less a warrior like Joey. “Okay, funny. What did you really do?” Joey looked at me sheepishly. “I kidnapped Dr. Hyder.” I studied his face. “Wait… you aren’t serious?” Joey continued to look at me straight-faced.

"Calm down. I'm not going to eat you." Joey looked at me with tears in his eyes. "I-I won't mind if M-Miss L-Lia wanted to eat me. A-And also a-as a fan, I-I won't mind if M-Miss Lia started d-dating anyone." I looked at him with my forehead creased, so he quickly shook his hands. "Do we look like we're dating?" Joey shook his head. "N-Not really. B-But since M-Miss Lia i-is really pretty, t-there's no way people w-would leave you behind." He gulped. "B-But is there someone that y-you like?"

Karen and Tres’s father shook hands and exchanged pleasantries. “Sup, James?” said Joey with a smirk. He punched his shoulder playfully. “Same old, same old. Missed you, bro.” Joey nodded. “Me too. So, you’re Tres?” the boy mistakenly asked Matt. Tres’s brother shook his head. “No, I’m actually cool. Four-eyes there is Tres.” “Shut up!” snapped Tres before turning to Joey. “How’s the tablet?” “Awesome,” the boy said, his eyes gazing far off into some unknown distance. “Thank you, for real.”

Jett was suddenly under my feet, wanting to leave with me. I grinned at Jett. "Grant, call him." "Jett, here boy." Grant whistled. Jett did as instructed and ran toward Grant. We were working on training him, but he was still a work in progress. Shutting the barn door, I examined my surroundings for threats before I made my way back to the house. I stiffened when something moved in the forest. With his gun hanging on his shoulder, Joey emerged from the trees with a crooked smile on his full lips. "It's just me."