Social Misfit Meaning Novels & Stories

“I just want someone to tell me what I’m doing wrong and help me fix it so I can be better for us than go and cheat on me and expect me to stay. Or just make it plain you do not want me. That’s never going to happen. Like Satan never going to heaven again, yeah, that’s me not getting back with your cheating lying ass.” “Well I sense a tension building from this topic so let’s talk about you,” William changed the subject. “I’m just like how you see me, which is love getting on your nerves, making others happy, taking photos, writing, editing, cooking and spending quality time with Amber,” she replied. “I don’t know if I’m the blind one that in the end scooby doo is always right.” “Scooby Doo

“Packmasters make decisions for the greater good of the majority, the minority and underdogs be damned. I care about the underdog, the mistreated, the left behind.” “The misfits?” she asked. The memory connected to that word didn’t escape him. If you’re a misfit, I’m a misfit, he’d once whispered to her. The words he’d spoken to her so many years ago came to him as easily as if he’d uttered them to her only moments ago.

I had some wealthy suitors, but I would always reject them on the spot because I don't trust them and I know that the only thing they want is to spend one night with me, which would never happen. For me, rich people are meant for rich people, the same thing with poor people, they are meant for poor people as well. My sister had made the fatal mistake of falling in love with a wealthy man, and I didn't want to repeat her mistakes. "Where are you, Melchora?" I couldn't stop myself from being worried for my sister. She's been missing for five days after she told me how her boyfriend played her for a fool. She preferred to be called Mel, rather than Melchora, because, as she explained to me, she

Could you maybe…" I looked at Jake, the young man who once belittled me and called me an old fart, the so-called top student who once bragged online about cleaning up my hacky mess. It all screamed pathetic. "You know, Jake," I said calmly. "The bar at Cloudwave is high. It's not just about technical skill but also character. Someone as calculated and impudent as you doesn't even qualify to be a janitor here." His face flushed an ugly red. Something must've struck a nerve because he suddenly barked, "Do you not see how miserable I am now? Do you have to crush me completely?" "This is what you call miserable?" I countered, pointing toward the window.

A real joke since I arrived. Social – for an antisocial.

Walked to the small window. The city stretched beneath us, indifferent and oblivious. “I am her brother, you know,” I murmured. “Adopted, stupid, and young, I didn’t know what to do with the way I felt.” Mia’s voice softened almost. “You’re not the only one who’s ever been told their feelings are wrong.” Louisa twirled a ring on her finger. “We’re all misfits in this war, but misfits with focus can burn kingdoms down.”

It's not entirely my fault, they can just ignore my message, but they chose to believe it. No longer my problem. “If she really gives up from being a love scammer, just because she found true love—she's a traitor.” Misha said biting the scarf she's holding. “Yeah, she is.” I said and slowly smirk “But who knows? Maybe she found an old rich man with 12 inches dick who's already dying. I would also leave this occupation if I found a guy like that.” She looked at me as if I just said something disgusting—which is kinda true “Scary,”

“You are stupid and dumb” Max shouted at his Strategy manager. He had just returned from Ara’s school to hear that one of Zach’s secretaries who had been helping them sabotage Zach’s business have been arrested and that the police had called in his strategy manager in for questioning. “You were not supposed to be caught, you moron. You are useless. You were set up by a fucking woman and caught. Just a simple task, a simple freaking task and you couldn’t fulfill it. Fool,” he screamed throwing the files on his table at him.

His frustration with the situation took over. “What be wrong with ya, woman?” Manley half-growled, half-wailed while still facing the wall, “Can ya not understand what’s happnin’? Have ya lost your mind or are ya just so spoiled that ya do not give in?” He heaved a heavy sigh and turned to look at her. “You’re in my world now. My world! Do ya understand? Ya ain’t my boss and ya ain’t no lady no more. You be no better than a bug ta these people. Do ya understand, woman?” Paulette stared at Manley as if not seeing him.

with a tipsy voice making them laugh. “Since you are in the education department, you might be inheriting the company soon” Francis stated and Mike nodded. “That’s why I applied for that department, I will be the best tutor in the world and I will run my company to have the best academies in the world with branches all over everywhere” he boasted and his friends clapped to cheer him on. “Just reserve a spot for me” Shawn said and Mike replied with “We don’t hire teachers who are drunkard” which made all of them roared in laughter before a message popped on his phone.