Pumped Up Kicks Genius Novels & Stories

While strolling around the mall, I bend down to tie my shoelaces. When I lift my head again, my boyfriend, Lucas Carter, and my best friend, Kimberly Wendell, are already over 30 feet away. Just as I am about to catch up with them, I notice that the spot that should've been mine is slowly vanishing as the two walk closer and closer. Eventually, they are shoulder to shoulder as they talk about topics that I can't join in on. It's as though a third person was never there. During our university years, Lucas and Kimberly were known as the the school’s most promising “twin stars”. This continued even after we graduated, with them becoming the youngest chief physicians at the hospital. Meanwhi

"You're just a genius, Flint! You're even milking the zombies for every drop they've got! System is upgraded to Level 2, and the marketplace is now unlocked!" As I listened to the beautiful notifications in my head, I decided to take things up a notch and immediately exchanged points for a drone. Meanwhile, Garrett's face was a bruised purple from the cold after a dozen rounds of human bungee jumping, and his voice was raspy from screaming. He'd suffered a total mental breakdown. Snot and tears smeared his face and froze into ice shards in the bitter cold. "I-I'm sorry, Flint… I'm trash… I'm a monster…

He kicked two rocks off the ground, lackadaisical. The rocks ricocheted off the earth like high-speed bullets with minds of their own. They zipped through the air in their separate ways—then, at the next second, there were two distinct claps. The rocks had hit two different trunks. Clapping, two figures walked out of the shadows. “Well, well, well! They say genius, when young, is divine. A stellar skilled fighter before the age of thirty? You must be the king of prodigies! Small wonder you’ve got the guts to challenge Xander like that.”

It doesn't respond but my dick does. I jump onto the bed and I stay there for twenty minutes. Remington walking, laughing, touching and sucking my dick continues playing like a damn N*****x show in my head and the result as it was- I'm rocking a solid hard-on. Harder than I got when fucking my fucking first crush or any woman.

Hamon ko rito, now starting to get annoyed with him. I heard him muttered a curse under his breath as his lips pressed in thin line as his face reddened in rage. All ready to explode. "At 'the Genius' bookstore. You had kicked me in my---" "In your head? Yong ulo mo 'yong napuruhan ano kaya nagkakaganyan ka ngayon because if not----" "YOU HAD KICKED ME IN MY BALLS, MS. JAVIER! IN MY BALLS! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW???!!!"

Danae grabbed it, ready to try it on. "Give it back!" I snapped. She dropped it in surprise. I dove—almost caught it—then Danae shoved me. I slammed into the floor, but I wrapped my arms around the necklace. "Oops. My hand slipped—" I slapped her. Hard. Whatever skincare she wasted money on? Ruined. "How strange," I said coolly. "My hand slipped too." Derek's palm cracked across my cheek. "It's just a damn necklace, and you hit Danae? You really don't know your place."

I shot Wayne a look of pure disgust and coldly said, "But you're filthy. Looking at you only makes me sick." The color drained from his face. His lips trembled, and for a moment, he seemed at a loss for words. Beside me, Mason chose that moment to deliver a merciless jab. "You're just a used-up, bottom-shelf scrap. Go home and take a look at yourself." I couldn't help but laugh at his words. Honestly, I hadn't expected Mason to have such a sharp, dry sense of humor.

"I'm so glad I got my flu shot," Geni says over the sound of her clippers. "You looked terrible." "Uh-huh." I pretend to ignore her and sweep the hair from my last client into a pile on the floor. Geni's been making it a point to lecture me all week about how dumb it was not to get vaccinated. Never mind that it's the only time I've been sick the entire five years I've known and worked with her. "I'm serious," she says. "I've never seen you look so bad. You're lucky Daniel was there to - "

I've been hiding my excellent grades from my childhood friend, Oliver Barton, for years because of his jealousy. A day before the college entrance exam, he comes clean to me and admits that he's been taking private tutoring lessons without my knowledge for the past three years. His grades are good, and he plans to go to an elite college after graduating high school. I stand there, stunned, listening to his every word. "Viv and I both have excellent grades. There'll soon be even more in common between us both after we go to the same college in Haven City. "Once we're in college, we'll tutor you seriously so you can also get into a better college after you repeat your year." He and my bes

At our engagement party, Michael walked on stage hand-in-hand with a pregnant woman. In front of all the high-society guests in the room, he called off our wedding. “Chloe is carrying my heir,” Michael declared. “I won’t let her suffer. You, you can stay as my side chick.” The crowd erupted into laughter. Michael’s friends cheered, passing cash around. “Told you!” one snickered. “That desperate loser won’t ever leave him. I won the bet!” “Everyone knows she’s a broke nobody. Without Michael, she’s nothing.” Michael handed me a black card with a smug smirk. “Be good, and I’ll still take care of you.” I looked at his arrogant face and almost laughed out loud. Yes, I gave up everyth