Paula Cracker Novels & Stories

The email read; “Dear student, Evans Hart, due to your excellence in your studies, we the school council wouldn’t want your talent to go to waste because of your personal life, so we have decided to give you a rare opportunity to get your certificate. The opportunity will have you leave the country and go to Canada to intern under a doctor in a famous hospital. There, you’ll gain experience and also the opportunity to get your degree. Please, inform us if you’re interested so we can discuss and also arrange things with immediate effect. Sent by Professor Charles."

“She’s such a pretender. She got Luke wrap up around her schemes to get publicity, She knows the the media is her for her sister and she’s stealing the spotlight.” “Yeah, I know right. I really hate her since then, they say that she’s an angelic person but I can’t see that. I see her as someone pretending to be nice when the truth is she’s a bitch.” Pearl’s mouth open as she heard them talking… and when she couldn’t take it anymore that she went out to the cubicle and didn’t give them a look as she walk in between them while looking and fixing herself in the mirror. “The one who’s running their mouth are actually the bitch… such a backstabber, I caught everything in my phone. I wonder if t

As I power the laptop on, I hear the woman’s voice call over to me. “Would you like some chilaquiles for breakfast, Julie?” she asks. “I just finished making them. Javier didn’t tell me we had company, but thank God Lucas didn’t eat his. He was in a hurry when he came down. You can have his. Paula will make you fat and healthy.” I blink, taken aback. “Oh, right.” I manage a grin, though I’m not sure whether I should be horrified or amused. “And… who's Paula?”

As the computer starts up, I hear her voice call to me. "Would you like some chilaquiles for breakfast, Bianca?" she asks. "I just made them. Javier did not tell me we had a guest. Thank God Cruz did not eat his portion. He was in a rush when he came down. You can have his. I will make you fat and healthy." I stare for a second, surprised. "Oh, okay," I say, forcing a wider smile. I cannot tell if I am horrified or if I find it funny. "And… who is Paula?"

Skylar asked Paula as she repeated what she had told herself earlier. “I think so, but not to worry. I'll be coming with you. I can leave you to face that woman alone,” Paula called to Skylar with a smile on her face. Skylar couldn't help but smile back. She was glad to have met Paula. She didn't know what she would have done without Paula in her life. “So, let me quickly run home to prepare for the party,” Paula told Skylar as she stood up from the chair across from Skylar. Skylar nodded without looking at her, her eyes fixed on the parcel.

Meeting their eager gazes, I raised my hand and slapped each of them hard, shattering their illusions. Handprints bloomed on their cheeks, and they stared at me in utter shock, the light in their eyes dying out for good. Looking straight at them, I declared, "This slap is for being searched and forced to kneel on that yacht. This one is for being drugged until I had bleeding ulcers and for being treated like nothing but a data container. And this is for being scapegoated for someone else's crime. We're even now." Standing up, I towered over them. "No, we're never even. You owe me for life. No amount of time or effort can ever repay that debt."

He then asked what we’d like to drink, and while I just got coffee, Cracker asked for hot water and honey. “I didn’t meet you last night,” Cracker said, holding out her hand. “I’m Cracker.” “Cook,” he replied, shaking it firmly, and then winked at me. “Nice to see Steel found himself a good woman.” “All women are good,” Cracker snorted, stirring the honey into her water, before taking a sip. “Some are just good at being bitches.”

You know with all that pent-up anger his hidden from his clueless friends' notice but I didn't know Jace was smart enough to figure that out. "Bad bitch, I knew you had the hots for Colton, I just didn't know you wanted a taste of the handsome Gemma as well," Paula smirked, her eyes shimmering with pride as she shoved another potato chip covered in Nutella into her mouth and talked with her mouth full causing particles of the chips to fly everywhere. "Ew girl, splutter the content of your mouth on me why don't you?" I brushed my arms to rid them of the saliva-coated chips.

"I have good news for you." I am looking at Ley while waiting for her to continue. "Spill it," "It's time to return the favor," she replied. "What do you mean?" I ask and look at her and Eugene. He laid the papers in front of me. "What is this?" "Open it." I took the paper and was surprised at what I saw. "Paula has illegal business accumulated by that asshole Kranky," she said. “And oh, another witness said that they had a relationship,” Eugene added.

And in her mind, many shades of meaning colored the phrase. Paul took one of the crackers and popped it into his mouth. Faith couldn't take her eyes off his long fingers as he placed the cracker in his mouth with a seductive push, allowing his finger to linger as his deep hazel eyes took her in. Her breath caught, and she forced herself to focus on what the man behind the counter said. She felt her heart beat harder as the heat went from her cheeks to between her legs. Concentrating would be hard.