Maniac Magee Mars Bar Novels & Stories

he shook his head and went upstairs and I went to have my meal. "Baby"Scott mocked me and I glared at him in the worst way. At a random street in America Two men who came for their own business suddenly couldn't stop throwing glances at a teenage girl who was clearly waiting for someone as she kept on checking her watch. "What is taking him so long?" Mara was getting very impatient especially after she had been waiting for a guy to come pick the delivery. She had been waiting for over two hours and she felt like she couldn't wait anymore.

"Well today is all about you baby. I would like for us to finally have a toast here before mara passes out from having so many drinks " Nena laughed hard and clara joined in too. "You're so right sister" mara replied , turning her face to the barman " barman! oh my beautiful barman, can you be such a darling and pass up three more shots of that good tequila over here please. And that bottle of champagne too. " "You've got it Mara " the barman replied turning his back to the wine bar to prepare the drinks that were just ordered. "Oh Thank you love" she said throwing a kiss at him. Mara sure knew how to flirt.

Replied Maeve as she dragged Sara through the crown and straight to the bar. "What would the beautiful ladies like to order?" asked the handsome bartender. "Two shots of bacardi, please, and two sex on the beach." Answered Maeve while batting her thick lashes and biting her lip in an attempt to flirt with the handsome lad. "Coming right up!" He says with a full teeth smile displaying his dimples on both cheeks and a little wink to Maeve. "aaahhhh, I'm in love," squeled Maeve to Sara.

Aidan shouted. Mars immediately turned around again and grinned brightly. He even made an exaggerated, cute face while dramatically hugging the air toward Aidan. “I love you, Sexy Angel! I love you soooo much—AAKKHH!” Mars suddenly lost his balance and crashed to the floor from being too drunk. Barry groaned in frustration and hurriedly pulled him back up. “Mr. King, please!” Barry complained, struggling. Aidan laughed even harder at the sight of his best friend acting like a complete disaster.

Anthony said before Megan could even utter a single word for her order. “You’re so great.” She nodded a yes before chortling in amusement. “What chocolate bars do you have today?” “We have Mars, then Twix, then Bounty—I know you don’t like—then a KitKat…” “Meg!” Naia waved her over. Megan raised an eyebrow at her friend, wondering what it could be. “No sweets!” “Right…” Megan mumbled and turned to Anthony, “They all look good. Can’t eat any until the day after tomorrow I think.”

And now he bought a man that may be dangerous… “No, I had a proxy to buy things for me.” “What a loser. He’s there but he still needs a proxy?” “Shut it, Venice.” But… What if Gavin has a use for him? Like… Ack! I squeezed my eyes shut as I lightly shook my head. I just imagined a horrible picture in my mind! That’s so… Oh my ghad! I calm myself before eating another macaroon. You’re crazy, Madison! Just how crazy are you to think something like that?

"Just listen and quit being a dick." I shrugged, not saying anything as I let my focus be on the road. As if I hadn't just interrupted him, Marcelo smiled and said. "There's a popular gay bar downtown, we could go there for a drink if you want." "Since when have you been drinking at a gay bar?" I asked, genuinely currious. My brother, Marcelo was the only straight man among us, and sometimes I wondered how he could remained straight after all the years we all spent together and he had never caught the gay flu for once.

He never lets go of my lower hip as he speaks to all the members of the crowd. A man in his thirties greets Alessandro and speaks non-stop until he reads his expressions. “How does one talk so much?” I whisper in Alessandro’s ear. He chuckles for a split second until he goes back to being the cold-hearted mafia man. The moon peaks out of the clouds, and I lose myself in its beauty. I move Alessandro’s hand away, walk away, and sit down on the stairway parallel to the moon. I pull out my mini-notebook and work with watercolors to replicate the beautiful view.

In two quick strides, he was on Mars again, grabbing his arm and hauling him towards a lone, ornate carriage. "What the hell are you doing?!" Mars yelled, his struggles as effective as a moth beating against a windowpane. He was unceremoniously shoved inside. The man climbed in after him, and the carriage lurched into motion. A moment later, something was tossed into Mars's lap: a huge, roasted chicken leg, glistening with juices and spices.

No one knows I’m a hidden mafia princess. Maria stepped forward, hands folded neatly in front of her,” Would you need anything, miss?” Maggie's head snapped towards her.” Food.” Raina sighed.” Maggie.” “No seriously,” Maggie said.” I skipped lunch. This is an emergency.” Maria nodded once, unruffled.” Any preference?” Maggie brightened.” Something sweet. Something salty. Maybe fruits. And water. Cold, with lemon water if you have it.” Maggie blabbered on and I watched her silently.