June Puns Novels & Stories

She slams the door behind us, pressing her back against it. I turn from where I may face down on the ground. June looks petrified, her eyes glinting with memories of all the books on Phantom Wolves she's read. I start to laugh. "Oh, I gotcha so good!" Her terrified expression dissolves into one of pure anger, as she realises that what I just pulled, was nothing but a prank. "I didn't see a Phantom, but I did see your face as pale as anything," I say, failing to keep the humour from my voice. I stand, levelling myself with a livid June.

Clara reacted with a short sharp shriek followed by a long low moan. To nobody in particular, June said, as if reading poetry, "It seems our little horny whore, has had some cock up here before." She gave Clara's arse another few slaps. Her finger went back into Clara's arse hole. "Clara," she called out. "We know you take it up the arse, do you want another cock up here?"

June so 'helpfully' informed him. I wanted to disappear, to just sink into the ground. This was more embarrassing than when I ripped my gym shorts’ seat, and everyone saw that I was wearing a hot pink thong. I was the butt, pun intended, of every joke for two months. I covered my face with both hands, and I was internally cursing June. Logan laughed. It was deep and like his voice gravelly, like if a bear could laugh. "You kids still play that game? Guess some things don't change,” he shook his head. "Though I'm not the guy, anyone should want to marry,” he said.

She'll call me out for it. "Say it, Jane. C'mon." She pouts, flipping her hair again. She does a lot of hair-flipping. It's more of a habit now. "Okay, fine. I had fun!" I blurt out, with a laugh. She laughs too, leaping and clapping like a child. June is such a breath of fresh air and it's almost impossible not to have fun around her. Her wild, crass attitude forces out your crazy side, and you're left with no choice but to vibe with her.

Because this version of June feels lighter already. Not like someone failing. Not like someone struggling. Just June.... or Phoenix

Luna said "You are dangerous." June laughed before she got down from the car. "Wait is that a threat or a joke?" She asked "I still have a chainsaw in my boot, wanna find out?" Luna asked with a grin. "Oh just go, say hi to Rico for me," June said and Luna nodded. "Next time we are smoking weed and drinking till we drop dead," Luna said and June laughed "Bye baby, I love you," June said and Luna blew her a kiss before she drove away. June laughed all by herself again before she left the entrance for the house. Who wouldn't like Luna, she was so cute and loveable if they looked past her scary and weird personality.

Meanwhile, they took stools by the granite island and turned to face each other. "So, how did it feel?" June asked, smiling and this time it wasn't forced. It was real. "It was painful at first, for about a second and then... oohhhh." She moaned at the end of her sentence. June slapped a palm over her mouth, laughing. "Antara!" She giggled, June let go of her mouth while they both doubled over in laughter. "Silly, silly girl." June laughed harder, clutching her stomach. The laughters subsided and Antara innocently ventured into untouched grounds.

June groaned as she turned to her sister, her ponytail swayed to a side wildly as she turned to her sister, Jacie. June Calloway looked extremely beautiful with brown eyes which matched her dark brown hair, every boy would've fallen for her at the first glance. Her sister, Jacie Calloway, on the other hand, looked as though she could fight a whole pack of lions single-handedly, but most of the time, she seemed pretty helpful and encouraging. "My pen!" she demanded. "I don't know, okay? I didn't take it!" June snapped, "Besides, that pen looks really bizarre! Is it even a plane or a dinosaur?"