Redhead Funny Novels & Stories

“I thought you said you didn’t have a crush?” I straightened just then, realized she’d played me like a damn fiddle. My face started to burn hot and I flipped her the middle finger. “Ha fucking ha. Real funny, Imo.” She cackled, clutching her stomach. “Oh, it was too easy. But seriously, what’s up with your red-head crush and your uh, virtual…what’s his name…Redline67 crush, yeah?” she stopped talking then, her eyes going wide. “Wait. I just realized Red hair guy and Redline both got red in common. Coincidence?”

Said the other guy. The redhead guy eventually laughed at his companions’ comment that he couldn’t seem to stop himself from making a reaction as well. “It actually turns me on better hearing you scream. I wonder if you will still sound the same once I slide my dick inside your hole.” They let out a synchronised horrible laugh. It was full of malice and was only giving me the chills hearing the two of them who were kneeled above me.

responded Helen, who had froze in disbelief before getting excited in the next second. Helen felt immense joy! She was almost jumping with happiness and acted a bit strangely in the office shortly after hearing the statement from her supervisor. The reason for the girl with the full name "Helen Marvelyn Anwar" to act like that was because she had longed to study in Japan. However, due to financial reasons, she had to put her dreams on hold. Even so, Helen never gave up! She continued to search for a way to make her dreams come true, even though she had become an orphan after losing both of her parents in an accident just as she was about to start high school.

It was a guttural, belly-deep release, the kind of laugh that comes only when absurdity has transcended all expectation. It must be a good joke, I thought, tears of unexpected hilarity pricking the corners of my eyes. The best entertainment I’ve had in months, if not years. I was wiping a tear away with a silk napkin when I looked up and saw their faces. Eric was staring down at his plate again, his shoulders bunched high with tension. Mia, the Redhead, wasn’t laughing. Her copper mane was utterly still, and she was trading nervous, confused glances with Eric, her expression a clear question: What’s so funny?

March 1965] My hands are sweaty as I hold onto my best friend Emmy. I’m glad I just got my hair styled with that new relaxer, the cut neatly curled into a chin-length bob. When people see me, my red hair is always a shock. Nobody expects a colored girl like me with skin the deep shade of chocolate to have bright red hair and green eyes. “Too pretty for a girl like you,” is what most of them say.

He chuckled. I gritted my teeth, as I subtly glared at him. What was everyone’s problem with my red hair? This was the second time I was being called a ‘red head.’ “Aren't you one?” That intrusive voice chipped in. Rhea sat at the edge of the bed, before lying down, provocatively. Meanwhile, I just stood, watching like a moron. I would get us caught if I didn't get into act. I went beside her and did same, the bed was king sized.

I said casually. She darted her eyes in my direction, chuckling under her breath. "He's a brilliant man and yes, I am." "Who is he?" the redhead whispered, her eyes shimmering with lust. "Fuckable," another answered. Sasha laughed with her friends, pretending not to pay a damn bit of attention. I wasn't put off in the least. She had no idea what was in store for her.

I replied politely. "Oh, of course you have! Good men don't stay single for long. And he must be a really wonderful guy, a real catch, to still worry about his ex who, you know, cheated on him." The redhead was a funny person; it was clear that life had treated her badly, but she was witty. "Come on, Tata, accept the guy's help."

"Yeah, the length, the colour, and curls. Just like my dad's. Why?" "I never go for redheads," he said, shaking his head. "Oh." My eyed drop to the single bite in the pear. "What kind of girls do you normally go for?" I asked. "Blondes." "I see." "No offence, but I always find redheads stuck up and self-centred." "Highly offended." I said, then got up quickly, trying to hide the tears that were already rolling down my cheeks. "I'm sorry." He said. "It's fine if you like them dumb." I said with my back to him.

Maybe it was a mixture of both. The red headed girl laughed herself out thinking that the little joke was the funniest joke ever said. The two men stared at her crazily with agape mouths. The sound of her laughter hurt their ears and they both felt like their eardrums were being led to hell. When the girl finished laughing, she let out a sigh and smiled at them. "That was hilarious. So, do I have a chance of working here?" She asked hopefully.