Me And A Guy Named Elvis Mga Nobela at Kwento

Juna smiled at Aiys, Aiys quickly returned the smile. "The second... thump.. thump.. thump.." smile. The hall began to make noise, which began to guess. "Is..." he continued. Instantly the hall was silent, "Alisya Cantara," Aiys was shocked, suddenly he was hugged by Keysa. The hall cheers.

The guy who just popped out named Elvis greeted and even though I couldn’t see what was happening in front of me, I can feel that the tension was growing. “Elvis.” I hear Frank. Harry clears his throat, “Merry, this is my eldest brother Elvis. Elvis meet America.” “Ahh! America what a patriotic name.” He commented and I smiled even though I didn’t know where he was standing nor didn’t know if he was making fun of my name or not. “It’s so nice to finally meet you.” “I-It’s nice to meet you as well, Elvis.” I responded. “Oh, she is blind.” Elvis chimes.

“You are lucky, you know?” “Lucky me?” “You came in when I'm in the mood” Strangely enough, this was not an answer that convinced Hope.

Ali rolled her eyes and quickly shut her phone and pouted at me “It was a freaking telemarketer.” We both rolled our eyes. “Now, where were we?” she asked with a sly smile. You were about to tell me if you will be my girlfriend, I thought to myself. Just then, the song by Elvis Presley ended. Gerald turned towards us and asked “Any suggestions for songs you both want to dance to?” I smiled and nodded “I am not sure if you have heard of him before, but his name is Ed Sheeran.” It’s the perfect song, I thought to myself.

I cooked every meal for him like a maid. My phone buzzed suddenly, snapping me out of my thoughts. An unknown number. I frowned, then answered. “Hello?” There was a pause. “Ava,” a familiar voice came through the line, “It’s me.” Luca My grip tightened on the phone. “What do you want?” I asked calmly and quietly. “I heard you got married,” he said. There was something strange in his tone. “I thought we were taking a break and the next thing I heard is you got married.”

"Wow, so you have to work with him for this fundraiser?" Mandy shrieked out as if it was the most horrible thing she has heard in her entire life and it only made me feel worse. We were back at my house, just chilling and doing absolutely nothing. Cara and Jenny were out on dates and even though I didn't mind it that much, a part of me was slightly jealous that I was single. I've never been single and it felt weird to be spending time all by myself these days.

Melissa gives me an evil smile and says, "What an ugly person you are and you say you are the Vice-President of the Student Council?" I smirk, pointing my hand towards her, saying, "Maybe? But there is someone as ugly as me, which is you. Don't try anything with me, because I will make you regret it. I am not the same girl I was then. That girl died when she left that toxic party." I open the door of the last room, leaving them alone, not caring what words are coming out of her mouth. I walk outside to see Zach talking to someone. I look closely and see that he was talking to Liam. I walk towards them and look at Zach and say, "See you tomorrow. Charlotte is waiting for me in the car park."

He said. He frowned and wanted to protest, but can he do anyway. " Okay boss." He said. He wanted to strangle any but he can't and so he kept his voice low. As manager dany was about smoke. He got a call from eliza.. His present mistress. His phone buzzed and so he took the call as it named as eliza. " Hello....." he said. " Dany....... Ahh...... Mmmm..." Eliza began to cry as she called him.

"Oh my gosh, I have a totally crazy idea. Are you guys up for it?" "Yes!" I hear everyone reply but I fail to hear what she said. What? Where do they want to go? Without a protest, I walk along with everyone, looking forward to the rest of the evening. Which promptly becomes a blur, as images, sounds and colours float in and out of my mind. Pink stretch limo Elvis impersonator The sound of Lauren calling out to me. "This is fucking insane, you two have to totally do it!!" Faded white walls Rows of pews

“Miss…?” “Oh.” Ann blinked. Then blinked again. “Annabel.” She immediately winced. Why had she sounded so awkward? “Everyone calls me Ann.” The man extended his hand. “I’m Elvis.” Ann accepted it. For some reason, her heart decided that now was the perfect time to misbehave. “I’m also responsible for your missing drink,” Elvis continued. “The least I can do is replace it.” Ann laughed. “I suppose that’s fair.” Together they walked toward the bar, falling into easy conversation.