Quotes From The Movie Waiting Novels & Stories

Soon everyone finished theirs dinner and went to their respective rooms. Here in the dinning hall I was waiting for Xavier. Don't know from how long. A/P "Never make someone wait for you so much that he/she forgets himself/herself while waiting for you.And when you don't come, even the courage that was left in him/her will break while waiting for you. ~A/N

I asked, easy in the knowledge other people were wondering the same. “Well, here, S says, ‘I will open at the closed,’ which is a play on the line from Harry Potter, ‘I will open at the close,’ but what sort of play on words? It might just be a misquote. And over here, S talks about how tedious it is to wait for an Uber, but they don’t make any sort of point with it. It’s just tedious.” “Sounds like he was trying to fit in with other posters,” Wilson said, and I noticed she was wearing one of her many power suits, black with little gray touches, and a large floral broach on her lapel. “But S hasn’t been doing a good job.”

Across the room, Surgeon, Mikael Simpson by birth, stood at the window with the curtain cracked two fingers wide, watching the parking lot like the asphalt might offer him a whiskey if he stared at it long enough. “You’re gonna wear a hole in that mattress,” he said without looking back. I flexed my shoulder once. The old ache flared like a reminder I couldn’t afford. “Good. Then maybe I’ll feel something useful.” Surgeon gave a short grunt that could’ve been a laugh if he’d ever let himself have one. “Feelings ain’t useful. Intel is.” “That your inspirational quote for the day?” I asked. “Shut up,” he replied, which in Surgeon language meant yes.

Money could really pull every fucking string on the planet, and Micheal subtly channeled that. “The movie’s about to start, but let me know if you need anything and I’ll pop out and get it,” he whispered as the screen came on. It was almost as though they’d waited for Micheal before playing the movie, but who knows, it could simply be coincidence. “I’m good, you've done plenty already,” I gestured to the tray of snacks I was jealousy guarding and he smiled. The moment the opening credits started, I knew what movie was playing and it took every single thing in me not to scream joyously.

Even though I waited by the venue entrance for a long time, I still couldn't manage to get a cab. My phone rang. It was Sandra. Her voice was icy as she spoke. "Why aren't you home yet?" I stayed quiet. If this was before, I would've questioned her right away. However, right now I wasn't quite sure what to say to her. Sandra got a little irritated. "Did you turn mute, Lincoln Huntsworth?" "I'm at the concert venue entrance," I said. Sandra turned quiet, as if she'd suddenly remembered that she'd promised to go to the concert with me.

A presence that was him, somewhere, reaching back. *I'm waiting.*

"Like November. Like the dark. Like the roses dying. Like the oak tree holding on. Like waiting for something that is not coming." "What are you waiting for." "That is the thing. I do not know. I am just waiting. I have always been waiting. For Sam to come back. For my parents to be okay. For someone to see me. For someone to stay. And now people are staying. And I am still waiting. Waiting for them to leave. Waiting for the other shoe to drop. Waiting for the happiness to end." "And has it ended?"

The Wrong Vow, My Perfect Match Chapter 102: The Name Beneath the Name Nobody touched the tablet. Nobody spoke. Nobody even seemed willing to breathe too loudly. The message remained on the screen. WELCOME BACK. WE HAVE BEEN WAITING. COME HOME. Three sentences. Three impossible sentences. Yet somehow the most disturbing part wasn't what they said. It was the certainty behind them. The certainty that whoever had sent them wasn't guessing. They knew. Ama stared at the glowing words.

"A guy needs somebody―to be near him. A guy goes nuts if he ain't got nobody. Don't make no difference who the guy is, long's he's with you." ———————————————————————- The lights are turned back on and everyone's eyes take a moment to adjust looking up at the teacher "Okay class, what did you learn from the movie?" She asked and Sophie has to wipe the tears from her eyes raising her hand hearing a bunch of murmurs in the back "Yes, Ms Ortiz?" The teacher says with a smile "Jesus, Why Don't you leave the questions for the other kids in the class you freak." Cindy, Britney's hound dog says and for a moment Sophie feels dejected and she puts her hand down.

She could be annoying and harsh sometimes. "Kiara, you need to see this." She said, "this is the best part of the movie." "Okay." I replied and quickly hurried to finish the message. "Kiara," She glanced at me, "that message can wait." "Hmm." She leaned towards me and peeped over my shoulder at what I was doing. "Richard can wait." She placed a hand on my shoulder and whispered. "But this," she pointed to the drama playing, "can't wait."