Slacker Book Characters Novels & Stories

Skylar's POV 1:00 am. My parents were sound asleep in their room. Chicken was sound asleep in my room, curled up on my bed. The moon was up in the night sky, glowing brightly. And I, Skylar Anderson, was dressed up in a black T-shirt and jeans, my favourite denim jacket, and some butt-kicking motorcycle boots. When I looked at myself in the mirror, I realized that I kind of resembled those actors in gangster movies. I looked like one of those sketchy dudes lurking around the creepy alleyways of New York city, having anything but good intentions.

She always makes sure to do all her studies in the school library before exiting the college building. Sometimes her friends get jealous of her for her smartness. Skylar as her friends call her Sky is the grade one student in her class with a scholarship on her head. Juliet logged beside her on the bed curiously and stretched her neck to see what was making her friend this busy. She seemed so focused on what she was doing." what is that for?" she knew Skylar needed money but if she had to help her decide, what she was about to do was a Pathetic mistake.

Skylar glared at Sonnet’s silhouette harshly. She stomped her foot in rage. The next day, Sonnet’s one-month internship officially began. Sonnet was still looking after Izzy in Class 1 for three-year-olds. The teachers here were all extremely nice, especially the team leader, Miss Jean, whowas extremely friendly to her. Skylar was the only one Sonnet disliked. Skylar was just like a hedgehog that lashed out at others wherever she went. The teachers here did not like her much either.

“Relax, I get it, you don’t want anymore knowing, I won’t tell any kind, cool down “. I rolled my eyes. “I can never chill knowing that there’s someone like you who have a big mouth and knows my biggest secret”. “I promise, I’ve got your back, Ace. I won’t out you out, hmm ?”. I nodded believing him. “Sure”. “His name is Skylar “: Skylar? That was the cute boy’s name? Who the fuck is Skylar ? “What grade is he?”. “Seriously, man!”. Jason began laughing as he went to sit on one of the available benches. “Skylar is our grade, he’s a senior just like us, heck, he even takes the same classes as us “.

This has to be one of the most random groups I've ever seen inside these walls—Chad, Spencer, Bethany, two girls I remember being Bethany’s shadows back then who I can’t recall the names of, Mitchie and Lila, who were part of the book club alongside me, Brian Fetherston and… Jake Monroe? Jake was one of Chad and Spencer’s enemies while they were in high school. He frequently picked on them, trying to steal Spencer’s position as quarterback. They got into fights a few times that led to suspension for both of them—Chad, too, because he decided to play the hero and help his friend.

"The grandfather of the current King himself wrote this. He had befriended a charmer and as he got to know more about them, he wrote it all down in this book." Dragon charmers. A name given to the race of people who could tame the dragons. I had never seen them or even a dragon before because they didn't live in this Kingdom. They were just outside it, behind the north-eastern border. Dragons had always been the focus of the late night stories my father used to tell me when I was little. I was so fascinated by them and people who could bend them to their will and even now wondering that I might have to approach them, my eagerness was above the roof.

He was going to have a hell of a bruiser and Abby did an internal victory dance. Who were these rough men? Max apparently wasn’t a garden-variety stalker, and his gang had done this before. John – the little worm – was part of their deceitful A-team. It had been an elaborate set-up. Little Lizzy had no idea that her new boyfriend was a lethal gun-for-hire. The man called Slater stood before her, a good-looking bastard, too pretty for the likes of her. Compact, tanned with a slight cleft marring his perfect chin. An etched dimple completed the picture as his eyes settled on her feet.

The fact that he might still come after me with a new attack strategy when he’s in a bad mood made me realize that I somehow became an actual punching bag to this Fallen angel and I had no one to help me at all. "So, I was thinking. Do you want to have a sleep over at my house? We can stuff our faces with ice-cream and watch 17 again starring the one and only Zac Efron!" Skylar yelled out his name on our way to the parking lot. I didn’t even have to look around me to know people were giving us weird looks. Being friends with a loud extrovert is... interesting. "I'm in. Let's go!" I grabbed her hand and started dragging her towards her car before she could yell more in public.

"I was the first to regain my name from Master Ren despite being known as Two." "So what?" "Zero had the most potential, followed by the traitor One, then myself." Zia's eyes turned into slits of anger with just the mentioning of One. "Felicity is Three, Jackson was Four yet look at him now." Jackson had pushed ahead from being an idiot to an accomplished Alchemist. Let alone his advice when helping others, he was a great fighter when called for it.

Faced with his terrible, disgusting act, I dug my nails into my palms and forced myself to remain calm no matter what. I gradually realized that I couldn't continue acting weak like this anymore. When I woke up the next morning, I realized someone had requested to follow my private account on social media, and the request came from a profile I wasn't quite familiar with. I tapped into the follow request message. It read, "Nancy, it's me, Cedric York." I froze for a moment when I saw the name on the screen. Memories of my college days immediately flooded my mind. Cedric was my senior in the same course I was taking when we were still in college. We even used to be in the student council toget