Misfits Like Us Novels & Stories

"He's just a performer, please let him go, you’re causing a scene!" "I’ll cause whatever I damn well please!" I roared, flinging her arms off of me. I turned my venom back to the man in front of me. I let go of his wrist only to start poking him hard in the shoulder, driving him back toward the vanity. "Misfits like you shouldn't even exist. You're a bloody stain. You're a mistake. People like you... you're meant to be stepped on. You're meant to be broken to pieces."

"Try what?" "This. Us."

He suddenly stood up, looking at her seriously. "N-no, but…" she stammered awkwardly. - And if all the people in the world decided to say that I'm an idiot just because I like music, would you believe it? He raised an eyebrow, clearly already knowing the answer. - Of course not! – Missy exhaled, frustrated – Don't you understand? No one would ever say things like that to you or her, but... I'm not like you. – she sighed, her head down – I will never be confident or amazing like you. I know I am...

“You’re impossible.” XXX

This unqualified defense and support. "We'll figure this out, as a family," Pru insisted. "I'm not sure what help y'all can be helping me find another job," Athena said. "Duh," Ari said. "You should work here." "Excuse me?" "She's got a point." Kennedy leaned back against the table. "The fact is, though we're called The Misfit Inn, we're actually more of a B and B since we only do breakfast. True inns offer full-service meals. We could make that switch. Amp things up again."

Alice thought she had found her person. If only it was that simple. Alice had been there. Done that and it seemed to be a failure. She was convinced that she might have been cursed. She went out into the world and helped many communities. Alice believed she was a good person. She thought she was finally at the stage of her life where things would fall into place. If only love was simple. "I thought you two were going to work things out?" Megan asked. "That would be the fifth time we tried to work things out." Alice scoffed, pouring the red liquid in her already enormous glass. "Oliver is not the one."

The scent of musk and grease mixed with an indefinable aroma that almost resembled sweat filled her nostrils. Looking around wildly within the range of her terrified eyes, she could see Manley was overtaken by several equally half-naked Indians. She focused on their costume and hair style and tried to recall her lessons while growing up. The tribe they belonged to would determine the fate of herself and her slave. From what she could remember, they were either Creek or Cherokee. Neither of which favored the white man. ****

Chapter 1 Ayla Point of view “How 'bout…. Mike? ” Mitch asked "He's into you, Girl." I chuckled because of her suggestion, We're now at the coffee shop. I am with my two Best friend, Zariah and Mitch. “I like him for you! I saw you last year with him. You looked good together, Swear. ” Zari said, she even did the signed peace which made me laugh even more. They're becoming cupid because of me, they're trying to find me a match. Since I'm getting older and I still don't have a love life.

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“No, I’ll stay here.” His eyes flutter shut as he heard the words he wants from her to say. Mis stands up and heads for his room to get him a new shirt and some blankets. Unlike the rest of the apartment, a bit of glimpse of his personality is strewn all over the room: a guitar is propped up beside his bed; classical books littered his bedside table, and there are pictures taped above it. She walks closer, curious who he was within the pictures when she bumps into the pile of books, causing all of it to fall on the ground. Mia hopes the ruckus didn't wake up Roman as she hastily picks the hardbacks when a polaroid slips off between the pages.