Mikan Tripping Novels & Stories

I rasp, hoping he won’t send me to the office for a tardy slip. He motions for me to enter. I dash into the room, my backpack swinging over my shoulder, and a foot shoots out. I trip and my head slams into another guy’s knees. Right between his knees. The whole class bursts out laughing, some guys shouting vulgar comments. My face red with rage, I stand and glare at the guy who tripped me. It’s one of Jayson’s lackeys, Luca. He shrugs like I’m a klutz and don’t know how to use my legs.

Then I hear a velvety voice speak into the microphone and it sounds a lot like Nikolai’s. “Ladies and gentleman you are in for a treat tonight. We have a special guest here that tried to sneak in on me. Let’s see if we can get him up on the stage to give us a number or two. Come on up Nicky! Don’t make me come get you.” The man says into the mic. I look over at Nikolai who is looking at me apologetically. “I’m so sorry. It seems as if I’ve been ratted out.” He says

My brain worked double-time debating if he would think that I didn’t want him around since the kitchen facilities would make it unnecessary for him to mingle with us at dinner time at all and I’d already determined that he was shy, distrusting, and in need of friendship. I’d just settled on diplomatically giving him a choice of what space he wanted when I tripped over something and was brought back to the reality that my mind was clearly trying to escape. Thrown off balance, I stumbled into Megan who, in turn, fell into Max. He whirled around and shone the light on me. I mouthed the words “I tripped” to him and pointed to the floor. I had all I could do to hold in the scream when he moved

No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too much. I tried moving around to see if I could free myself but it just got worst because the movement made the trap move down a little like it was going to drop me but left me still hanging on the air and I didn't know how high up I was, I didn't want to break any bones. I again tried for anything that could free me but came up with nothing, at this point in time I was near tears and the ideas my mind was building wasn't at all pleasing.

What interest could our heartthrob have in our girl, I wonder? Travis must have just finished gym class and overheard Trip and Alex. He got furious and was not able to stop himself from demonstrating his martial arts skills to them. Alex wanted to complain about the whole thing, but Trip was still on probation and he didn’t want further trouble. So Travis got off the hook. Not that he wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. I’m pretty sure one phone call from his father to the school board would prevent the whole drama from ever being on his record.

My classmates would go out of town with their families and the people at the orphanage had their plans too whereas, I had nowhere and no one to go to. It just feels nice. Having someone around. We were having a laugh until after a while, we decided to leave and change clothes. Damon got out first and reached out his hands to me, he snickered, "This time, don't pull me in, okay?" "I'll think about it." I joked as I took his hands and I got out of the water. As I did, I tripped again and fell on him. What's with me and tripping today? Is this some sort of bad luck?

“Classic damsel-in-distress setup. So cliché.” “So what if it’s cliché? If it works, it works.” “Hey, I paid for this. I want something entertaining.” … The floating comments suddenly appeared again. My gut told me something was about to happen. Sure enough, Mia walked over holding a cup of coffee. Then, at a very deliberate angle, she “tripped” straight toward Ethan. I shoved Ethan out of the way and, in the same motion, caught Mia by the waist. Nice. All that kickboxing training wasn’t for nothing.

I comforted her gently. The moment the words left my mouth, a shout erupted nearby. “Move! Move—get out of the way!” I looked up. Mia was driving a pickup truck, rushing down the slope out of control, the whole truck shaking like it might fall apart. Lilith clutched her chest, eyes wet. “Jevon! She did it on purpose! She’s trying to scare us!” But Mia’s cameraman came running after, drenched in sweat, yelling, “The brakes failed!”

“Ari, please…stop. You’re going to fall.” “Don’t you Ari me,” I tripped, stumbling slightly as I fought to catch my balance. Connor flipped on his hazard lights just before climbing out of the car. But I wasn’t waiting around for him. I wanted to get away. “Ariana! Wait!” “Don’t you come near me,” I growled, pulling off one of my tennis shoes with a vicious tug. They were supposed to help me walk, but I kept tripping. Turning around to face him, I held up the useless shoe and shook it at him in warning.

The rain makes it hard to see, and I nearly trip over a root even though this path is familiar to me. Laughter echoes around me, and I shoot a glare at Kellan and the other men who are still near me. “You sure you don’t want to give up?” He asks, shoving my shoulder. My foot slips, and the ground shifts beneath my feet, the mug giving way. I scramble to grab onto something to keep myself from falling, but even as my fingers circle around a root, it rips from the ground.