Mr Chips Novels & Stories

I groaned as I stretched and uncle Mike played with my hair like I was a dog. I swatted his hand away as he laughed and began to walk towards the end of the car when uncle Brody pulled up into the parking spot on the side of us. I could hear the music blasting and I just rolled my eyes. Turning the car off, they both got out as I leaned back on the car and waited patiently. I was so ready to get in there and get some pretzels. That's pretty much what I'm thinking about. There's something about mall pretzels, they be dry but they be so good.

Sophia giggled, reaching to wrap her arms around Henry. She did not think it would have been so easy to spin this tale and she had thought somehow he wasn’t going to believe a word she had said. Henry was ever so gullible and when his mother had approached her to leave him, offering such huge amount of money, she had not hesitated neither had she looked back. She had tried to invest the money in some beauty scheme and it had crashed leaving her penniless which is why she was back. Why have the milk when you could get the whole cow?

Rebecca said trying to persuade him. "Even I agree sir, A worker like Chef Grots is by far our best chef and experienced man, if we fire him we loose him to a better company or worse him starting his own restaurant". Jake said trying to pacify him too, he thought about it more after hearing jakes opinion,

She had finished all of her food. Camille almost choked on the water she’s taking when she saw Irene had eaten all of her food. Did she use magic…to eat that food? They gasped, “Did..did you just eat that all? How did you do it? That’s a pile of salt there!” Xavier snapped. Irene shook her head, “This is the most delicious thing I’ve ever tasted here…it’s so delicious. Mike is a great chef, isn’t he?” Irene mentioned, Mike could feel knot tie in his stomach and his heart raced.

I have no idea what you're talking about. "Is this a prank?" "You tell me. I just told you you've got the wrong number! I'm hanging up now." "Katherine Tetrazzini. Is this you?" "Wait, how do you..," Katherine paused to refresh her memory even though she was pretty sure she never applied for a job on a business page, and definitely not two days ago. "Who are you?" "I'm James McHale, CEO of Dell's Enterprise," Katherine froze, "do you remember me, Katherine? I'm--

The lady said with a warm smile. She knew what she was going to tell him about his brother's condition or the kind of news she was going to tell him will definitely not please or sit well with him. “H…hi, I'm Marcus, I mean Marcus Williams.” Marcus finally said after he found his voice. “Can you please follow me to my office?” Rihanna asked him. “Alright, Doc.” Marcus said and followed her. They entered the doctor's office but instead of Rihanna going to her seat, she stood beside Marcus who has now made himself comfortable on a couch in the office.

Edward returned with a charcuterie board—artisanal cheeses, figs, honey, nuts, and crackers. “Sir Bryan, are you satisfied with the snacks?” Edward asked. “Edward,” Bryan said. “Yes, Sir Bryan?” Edward replied. “I want you to stop calling me sir or Mr. Just call me Bryan.” I immediately spit out my drink as Edward and I said in unison, “What?!” “Sir… Mr. Bryan… I don’t think I can—” Edward stammered. “That’s final. Any further complaints, email me. You’re dismissed,” Bryan said firmly.

I said and copied the phone number from Maya’s phone and left with Silver. ********** A few minutes later, we pulled up in front of Mason’s house. My number one hacker and tracker. He was the best. We both went in and saw him with a girl who stood up from his lap and excused herself to give us some privacy. “Are you sure this guy knows his work?” Silver whispered into my ear doubtfully. “One hundred percent,” I mumbled, and he nodded. “Good morning, Mr. Taylor. It’s an honor to have you in my house,” Mason greeted and dramatically bowed to me, making me roll my eyes and chuckle before he greeted Silver.

No distractions… Mr. X (online) — Is that the only reason? I hope this has nothing to do with our “joke”… Or something I did… Thalia (online) — Just that, X. You were perfect. It has nothing to do with you. If you want to keep talking to me, just add me on MSN. My name is daliapenedosalazar@hotmail.com Mr. X (online) — All right, then goodbye, Dalia Penedo Salazar.

Due to the morning traffic, I needed to move quickly or risk being late again. Just in time, I settled into my desk, only to be immediately approached by Misha. "Wow, Rina. When did you get so close to Mr. Bigshot? Come on, spill it. What's the real deal between you two?"