Lemonade Mouth: Wen Novels & Stories

And chewed. Dammit. It hadn’t looked that big on the napkin. Kane stepped in front of her. “What’s wrong?” She pointed to her mouth and chewed. Then she took a swig of the punch and about gagged. She hated lime sherbet and mixed with 7-Up? It tasted like pond scum. She swallowed the sticky lump, but she still had to clear her throat several times. “Thanks for the offer, but I’m taking Hayden with me.”

"Yo, brother! Taste this! I told you I was good at making lemonade. This is one of my latest recipes, a secret blend!" I take the glass, my fingers trembling ever so slightly, willing to take anything that would distract me from that piece of temptation, that walking, breathing, utterly captivating piece of temptation. I bring the glass to my lips, savoring the icy coldness, and drink it slowly, feeling the refreshing liquid cascading down my throat, a momentary reprieve from the inferno raging within me. I nod my head in astonished approval. "Oh my God, Stanley, that is very, very good," I manage to say, my voice a little rougher than usual. He chuckles, pleased.

I almost believe her. After a couple more drinks, I’m feeling pretty loose when Quinn suggests that all the girls head to the bar for a round of shots. I’ve never been a fan of shots- straight alcohol is way too bitter for my liking- but Quinn convinces me that a lemon drop shot is an ‘easy’ one. She’s wrong. It’s just a shot of straight vodka, dressed up by licking some sugar beforehand and sucking on a lemon after. I feel like I just sucked down jet fuel and I’m spitting fire, the other girls giggling at my reaction.

She added before she stands up. "How bad?" "Like a wasted driver" She grinned as I smile and pass me a revivified lemonade with her hand on the bottom and side. I gaze at her chin and up from her sight. "This might help you cleanse your ras,p", She said. "My voice is slightly deeper after I aroused" "Little?" "Yup slightly" I take a gulp of the lemonade with lemon sliced for the top and side as well as ice cubes floating in the drink. "Good now?" She asked. I nod before I agree to say 'yes'. Well, this is a fresh start, I f*cked up and I know I will be back for the game after taking myself a good moment with Merinda.

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.

Emma's PoV I take a deep breath as the breeze hits my face, making my hair dance freestyle. We are in his yacht, and I must say it's pretty cool. King Edward's people will be here within an hour. "Here." I turn my head to my right and see King leaning against the board, he is drinking a cocktail and is extending one in my direction. "You made it?" I ask while taking it. I take a sip of it. It's like a blend of so many fruit flavors and lemon I guess. It's a lemonade which is fruity.

Roy sipped from his cup and made a face. “Why do these people always do Mango dirty, and why is it kind of sour?” “Sour? This is the nectar of the gods.” Liam raised his own cup and had a sip. “Goddamn, this is sour.”

" Van replied and Leo nodded. "Me too. It was great!" I answered. "It really was." Leo sighed. "I understand why the girls like doing this so much." Van laughed. "Try the water. It tastes like cucumber. It's so good." Leo said and I took a sip. "Shit! That's amazing!" I said and they both nodded. We relaxed and watched the game show on tv. One by one, all of our guys came in and joined us. Tom, Jake, Peter and finally, Hart.