Lemonade Mouth: Wen Novels & Stories

“Have you tried gatorade? I asked. “What do you mean?” Jasper asked. “Electrolytes. She needs electrolytes. Gatorade or even pediaSure would be okay.” “What flavor do you want?” Jasper asked Emmy. “Oh, um lemon.” I had to scrunch up my face. “Lemon?” “I know but it sounds good.” Emmy gave me a look that said she knew what I meant. Alec came back with lunchables as Jasper was leaving. Emmy took one and slowly started munching on it.

“What do you suggest then?” “Mint chocolate,” Leo declared with authority, lifting his chin. “Mint?” Adrian’s brow arched slightly, a faint smile tugging his lips. “That’s bold.” “It’s better than boring,” Leo shot back. She had often wondered how Leo was this articulate especially for his age. Articulate and sassy that was for sure. Instead of arguing, Adrian simply nodded. “Then mint it is.” The boy blinked, taken aback, but said nothing more.

15. Who is mouth? The music was too loud for Sophie's liking and the smell of weed made Eve's stomach churn a little, but all in all they were having fun. The guys let Eve and Sophie socialize a little but kept a close distance in case they gave a sign for help. It was fun, the party like most they attended, was fun but Jaxon definitely wished he was the one who was dancing all up close to Eve instead of someone she referred to as 'Mouth'. The name was a little weird if you asked him and the fact that the guy looked not at all like the type who would make Eve get those little smirks she was giving him, it confused him a little more.

“This is incredible, Laura.” “You're just saying that,” she said, feeling her cheeks tingle once again. “I'm dead serious,” he said. “This is unbelievable. How did you make this?” “I won't tell you all of the secrets,” she said, with a sly smile. “But I can tell you that part of it is about using lemons straight off of the tree. Once you have lemonade with fresh lemons, you'll never be able to go back.” “You're right about that,” he said, shaking his head in awe. “I think you've just ruined me. I'll never be able to drink lemonade from the store again.”

They placed it at the middle table and left Lena and Jayden alone. “ Would you mind?” Jayden asked, gesturing to the desserts. “ Sure!” Lena adjusted in her seat, took a fork and took a bite. “ Nice?” Jayden asked. “ Yeah, it's nice!” She replied, and took another bite. Jayden poured out wine for the both of them and handed it over to Lena, she glanced at her, took it and took a sip. “Taste?” He asked. “ Hmmm, it tastes ... .like a mango flavor!” She exclaimed, staring at Jayden to check if she was right.

Bethany stated. "Oh, shoot, I forgot it was you that was making it." Haven said innocently. I had to force myself not to smile. I loved how petty she was being. "Um, no offense, Bethany, but I do think sparkling lemonade appeals to more people than guava juice." Jonah piped up. "And having tasted Haven's sparkling lemonade, I know for a fact that it's brilliant." "Thank you, Jonah." Haven smiled. "No problem." He winked at her.

he beamed, shaking his head. "I'm just so hungry. I can eat anything on my plate," I lied, then swigged the glass above my plate. The lemonade was sweet, but I could feel the heat creeping into my face. He must have seen me frowning at my glass. "Um, what's in this drink?" "That's a lemonade punch. The base liquor is vodka together with lemon. And about the crown pork roast, it's the best-selling dish in my restaurant." "Restaurant?"

The flattened peel sprawled across the counter like a half-dead jellyfish. I could practically imagine Julian standing there in the middle of the night staring at his own terrible life choices. Evelyn: Wait, you stole TWO lemons?? Julian: Souvenirs matter Another message appeared almost immediately. Julian: But seriously, I don’t recommend eating yours I smiled despite myself while typing back. Evelyn: I don’t think normal people eat whole lemons directly anyway… Julian: I made lemonade! Evelyn: Did you at least put honey in it

I hardly gulped down the water that she called lemonade as we were both sitting on the edge, our legs touching the water and our hands holding each other. “Love? How many lemons did you put in one glass?” “Just one each. Why?” “And did you add anything apart from one whole lemon and water?” “No. Its lemonade. What more should I add?” Not a perfect cook after all. “Just for future reference love, you should add a little bit of sugar too and just half a lemon is enough for one glass.” “What are you talking about?” she took a sip from her glass and her face was worth staring at.

I begged as Carl brought out a glass and poured some of the lemonade for himself. He took another glass and poured some for me. Then he added ice cubes and a straw. I nearly hugged him as I collected the drink. I took a sip, shut my eyes, slowly… then took another sip, sticking my nose in the air as the taste went down my oesophagus. I sipped one more shot and looked out the window, the view of the beach took my breath away.