Meme April Fools Novels & Stories

Jiang Tiantian: As I have said? Big Flower:... Tomorrow you overlook the screen …… …… …… …… ... that's impossible ~ Happy April Fool's Day ~

She's never going to forgive me. Silvia reached out and patted his shoulder, pretending to comfort him. "Oh, come on. It's not that serious. Today is April Fools' Day anyway. When you find her, just tell her you actually saw her and said all that on purpose as part of a prank. "You've pranked her so many times before and she’s never minded. If it’s something this small she won't take it seriously." However, instead of reassuring him, her words only made Nolan feel worse.

You foolish mind 😒😒😒 What did I do 😱😱😱 just admit that he made you a fool. It's true. Why are you calling me a fool 😎😎😎 Shut up and get lost 😒😒😡😡 Okay💃💃💃💃 but Hayat didn't do it right. She forgot to remind you that he also called you shortie 😂😂😂 Just get lost before I make you go. Cheater, foolish mind 😡😡😡

I open the diaper that has sticky brown poop in it and dip my fingers in, earning a shout from Genevieve, "What the hell are you-" But it's too late, I've already put the soiled fingers in my mouth, making both of them hysterically running towards me, "Alya!" The horror is obvious on his face as he takes my hand and stops me from eating further while Geneveive hastily removes the diaper, throwing it into the dustbin. "What were you thinking?!" Instead of being shocked with his stern tone, I abruptly put a soiled finger into his mouth before he can push it away. "April's Fool!" I shout at him with a grin as I turn to Genevieve who is still stunned with what I just did, "It's chocolate, guys!

I hear them whispering, and I tiptoe silently. “BOO,” I jump on Ava while shouting. “AHHHH,” they screech, Ava loses hold of me, and I fall on my butt. When they see that it is me, they look relieved? “Phew, it’s only you. I thought it was Noah,” Luke tells me, and I raise my eyebrow. “Be careful today, Kiara. Noah turns into a psychopath on April fools day.” Kate warns and shudders. When I look at them clearly, they all seem to be shaking. Is Noah really that scary on April fools?

I shook my head. “I don’t understand sarcasm. “So I do not accept apologies that are not sincere. “You are apologizing because you are afraid of Claire, not because you believe you were wrong.” Their faces went pale. They hurried back to their seats. After that, I stopped forcing myself to adjust to unspoken social rules. I stopped trying to guess what people really meant. Around me, people began saying exactly what they thought. One afternoon, Jack came to me with a failing physics paper. “Mason, am I actually stupid?”

Followed with a giggle to make it less obvious. “If that was just easy, LOL!” Wayne believed that she was joking, he grew accustomed to her tease and antics. “I mean you can try.” Jill winked and the two laughed at the same time. The room became quiet as April went back to her sit. Hori was the first one to comfront her, “Are you feeling better sis?” April nodded. “Thanks, I’m still pissed but I’m okay.” Joy also came to her and apologize because she was also part of the people who started the rumor, “Sorry April. I joined it thinking it funny. I-I didn’t know you were dating someone.”

My father and brothers were still fighting bloody battles on the border, and I hadn’t waited for Haydn to come back and tell him that I loved him. April: Bella, are you okay? Me: Yeah, I am okay. How about you? April: (depressed, lying down) No, I am not okay. Me: Hmm... let me tell you a joke. April: What joke? Me: We're still alive. April: Is that it? What kind of joke is that? April angrily scratched the ground with her two front paws. Me: Haha, April, you don't look cute sighing with your head down. You are cool with your head up.

The four words were: *Everyone is watching you.* Ava had spent the rest of lunch trying to identify the number. It wasn't saved in her contacts. It wasn't the same number Mason had used yesterday. She had typed back a single question mark and received nothing, and by the time the bell rang for fifth period the message was sitting in her phone like a splinter, small and specific and impossible to ignore.

Just stared at the table, his jaw working, his hands gripping the edge hard enough that his knuckles went white. One of the staffers approached cautiously. “Sir, we’ve got another problem.” Alfred looked up. “What now?” “Social media. The memes. They’re spreading faster than we can report them. People are making jokes. Turning you into a punchline.” “Show me.” The staffer handed over a tablet. Alfred scrolled through it, his face darkening with every swipe. Images of him photoshopped into ridiculous scenarios. Captions mocking him. Videos set to music. Clips from his speeches edited together with the photos to make him look like a hypocrite.