Just Us Novels & Stories

After settling down, Jenny came forward to receive their offer. "What may I offer you guys?"she asked and dip her hands on her pocket and bought out a paper she will use to write down. "Hump..I want...mmm.salad and chicken!"the lady said. "I know that voice"Jenny muttered to herself. "Sorry what did you say miss?"the lady asked. Jenny couldn't utter a word as she stood with her head bow. The lady in question happens to be pinky and the husband is Seth. Both of them just came back from US. "Hello!"pinky waved her hands on Jenny's face. "What's the problem?"pinky asked again feeling a little bit nervous why the waiteress suddenly became dumb.

" Nessa pulled us along. We quickly gave up our search for office supplies, thinking that it would be best to just order online. Seeing that no store sold what we had in mind. Sitting at the food court, Nessa got distracted by all the shirtless men that walked by. It was like they were having a competition to see who had a better upper body and skinnier legs. Nessa didn't seem to mind that, though. "Ooh, this one right here." She pointed to a Jason Momoa look alike. "Now he can get it.''

Maybe this thing between us—this easy, uncomplicated thing—could actually work. Maybe it already has.

I have to get us out of here. It’s the only thing that matters now.

she seethed with rage “If you were paying any attention to where you were going you would not have hit me. You should be grateful it was my back and not a tree.” “Why you -”

After that, a luxurious car came and picked us up while he immediately instructed, "take us to La Page." I looked cluelessly at both of them because I had never been to Switzerland before. Jack held my hand once more and said, "baby we are going to the most luxurious boutique in Switzerland."

-I wasn’t expecting a castle, but I wasn’t expecting garbage like this either. -First: It’s not garbage, it’s my house! Second; not everyone has money to live in a cool place with a cool neighborhood. -Do you pay to live here? -Paid, lots of money. My rent is even late. -Great, zero financial control then. Really, it was all that was missing. -Hey, not everyone has money left at the end of the month. James felt a little bad, but he wouldn’t apologize for it. Not having money was something he wasn’t used to.

Jude stated and Willow laughed at his snarky comment. "Get out of my room you Caucasian dog," Willow could imagine Eve glaring at her brother. "Your food's ready," Jude said and she heard the door close. "Leave the boy alone," Willow said to her. "As if. If he continues like this, he'll never find a wife. Or worse, he might catch STDs!" Eve stated. "He's eighteen for crying out loud," Willow pointed out. "And so? The idiot is meant to focus on his football scholarship or he won't make it to UCLA," her friend said and Willow laughed.

It's annoying, hmp! --

How I could have spent so long wondering if we’d ever have this chance, and now it was ours, quiet and simple and real. Taylor waved at us from across the gym, nudging a friend to come dance, and I shook my head, laughing under my breath. Tonight wasn’t about the rest of the world. It wasn’t about apologies or past mistakes or the chaos we’d carried with us like extra skin. It was about this, this quiet moment where the music faded into a background hum, where the lights sparkled but didn’t blind, where his hand in mine told me more than I’d dared hope for.