Sodapop Personality Novels & Stories

, Sophia sniffed, being the crybaby she was, the only one to cry over a regular speech. "I wish I was there to hug you right now, honey. I understand what you mean and I won't push you or force you into anything, trust me", she wasn't even allowed to finish her speech before she was cut off. "Soph wouldn't but I would, I mean, get over it already, there's a lot more to life than your lame job, y'know", she sighed. "You're hot as hell, any guy would want you, a mixed girl with a fat ass, great attitude, amazing job, gorgeous smile, smart head, terrific jokes, ambidextrous, multilingual, I could go on and on".

Absolutely not. "You look like a problematic mother," Soda croaked beside me. I was trapped inside the car, stuck in traffic, stuck listening to the rapid tap-tap-tap of his nails hitting his iPad as he scrolled for “juicy infos” like the world’s nosiest pigeon. I bet he's in incognito mode. "If you’re about to make a magnificent entrance, you can’t lose your glow," he scolded, flipping his wig to the back like royalty and straighten his spine. "That frown spreads negative aura, and I can’t let it rot mine!"

Every word carefully measured, every gesture designed to manipulate or dominate, all wrapped up in a polished, perfect exterior. And then there was Sophia. Completely the opposite. Chaotic, unfiltered, unafraid to speak—or act—her mind. Compared to Veronica, Sophia’s energy was almost shocking, but it carried a kind of honesty that Veronica could never muster. Her teasing, her laughter, the sheer boldness of her presence—it was alive, messy, human.

"I saw a vending machine nearby." "Oh, in that case," Charlotte tells me. "I'd like a green ice tea with strawberry mix!" I ain't your errand boy.. Once I reach my destination and grab my drink after it drops down, thoughts starts to run in my head. I think, Zoe has very good communication skills. She's enough to be a member of the Stuck-up Kids; and you'd need more than looks or cash for that—you'd need to know how to play nice. But you could also take that to mean she's good at integrating herself. In other words, she lacks the courage to risk loneliness in order to be herself.

Sandra told Sophia everything about what happened to her and how she was angry at Dan for not picking his calls when she needed the call most. Sophia was laughing throughout, it was hilarious. Just the way Sandra talks can get anyone laughing. Her expression alone can be felt even through the phone. Sophia enjoys talking with Sandra because of her extroverted nature. She can make one have a good laugh at least. Hmmm, it's indeed a stressful journey but more adventurous. At least you had to deal with an imaginary vicious animal. Sophia said mockingly trying to tease Sandra.

Her name wasn’t peppermint sub, it's Sophia and ever since she started going out with Nick, she thinks she’s suddenly privileged enough to lecture me on how I run things against Cheryl. “I’m gonna be crazy as usual. Go alone so I can mess with people’s dates.” Finn said before he broke off into one of his maniacal laughters. Crazy is an understatement for the kind person he is. He’s batshit crazy and honestly a step away from a mental institute. Nick is the cool and friendly one, he’s friends with almost everybody and the most approachable one of us. Jace however, is the complete opposite. He’s neither mean nor grumpy, he’s just always indifferent and doesn’t bother to hide it.

Her voice held a gentle urgency, conveying her genuine worry. Sophie truly embodies the qualities of a good friend. Though known for her witty humour that often cuts through even serious moments, this time was different. A genuine concern overshadowed her usual playful nature, revealing a depth of care and empathy that went beyond the surface. This shift in her demeanour spoke volumes about the strength of our friendship and her ability to be there when it mattered most.

Dori chortled. Sophia chewed on her lips and continued her narration with indignation about Saul. “He is the kind of a man that I would like to call a controllo. It's either his way or the highway. He can charm the pants off you at first, make you feel like you're the center of the universe but once he got you hooked, Bam! The other shoe drops. He has a heart incapable of love. My boss is a dick and he is nothing more to me.”

I guess my wolf nature influences my feelings but at the same time who wouldn't love a man with such an amazing body? Ah, I'm a beautiful piece of trash, how can you even love two men with such intensity? Before I would have said it's nostalgia for Greg and nature for my alpha, but no, me Sophia Carpenter I want to fuck with two guys. It does not surprise me in fact, I am a despicable person and it does not date from today, my whims to my mother, my romance with Chad because he was loved by Stacy, and also because he was the boy who was the most popular in high school, my fling with Alen while I was dating Chad.

Each of them was vastly different, offering personalities that kept me guessing who they were. First, there was Zephyr. He was the life of the chat, always ready with a clever joke or a quirky meme. His messages were filled with energy, and his effortless charm often left me laughing out loud something that my family couldn't give me, happiness. He seemed genuinely interested in me, asking about my day and sharing hilarious anecdotes about his job and how boring it was. Zephyr was like a burst of sunshine, he is a jolly good fellow although, I haven't seen his face, but I couldn't help but look forward to the messages. He told me, everything about his look, judging from his description of hi