Sodapop Personality Novels & Stories

Sadie and I have been in Baker now for two months. Going by the names Katie and Nick. Sadie turns eighteen in three days. It’s hard to believe that she is seven months pregnant, but her stomach grows every day. I got a job right away and Sadie wanted to do something besides stay at home all day. I found a way for us to have all the legal documents we would need to become Nick and Katie. Sadie went and decided that she wanted to go and take some classes during the day. Sadie wants to become a counselor to help people. She never really had someone to help her and she wanted people to know she could help.

he murmured thoughtfully, “you really shouldn’t have let me wear clothes before giving me news like this.” Before I could react, he pulled me onto his lap, smiling when I let out a surprised laugh. The next day, Adrian and I went to Mom’s studio to see her. Once we settled down, Mom looked at Adrian and asked him the same question she’d asked me earlier. “What do you love about Sophia?” Adrian smiled as he answered. “Everything. I love that she’s completely herself all the time. She’s chaotic, funny, stubborn, witty, mischievous… but she’s also kind. And family-oriented.”

she pretended not to understand. "Sophie Barbra Parker, spare me the beauty!" she huffed. "I know you created that character for yourself: the hard-to-please boss, unapproachable, overly demanding... The unfriendly and superior person... The one who doesn't care and even welcomes being called a snake and a witch because she thinks that's how she'll earn others' respect. But that's not you! Anyone who knows you, like I do, knows you have another side that you don't let show, and... well, okay, I respect that. I respect that because it's a tough market, still very male-dominated, competitive... But firing Jacob?

I also know that regardless of my squint we’re going to a tavern first thing in the morning, but like everything else about her, Soko simply exists in a realm of perfection no one can say no to. Maybe it’s all those shades of chocolate—her skin, her eyes, even her voice—that remind me of a Starbucks that I never believed I could miss so much. She’s warmth with weight. A sweet, steady kind of strength. The kind of sister who doesn’t need to raise her voice to be heard, who while tell assholes to wait for the ass kicking until she’s finished making a sick sibling soup. It’s like that feeling when you’re never supposed to be surprised—it’s Soko—but you still are anyway.

Audriana puts her hands on her waist and gives her a playful warning look. “What? Haven’t heard of ‘Opposite Attracts’?” Audriana raised her brow again “Oh my bad, I forgot my friend is such an old lady” “Shut up already, we won’t work...I know that fact. Yes, I agree he is good-looking but he has a weird personality and I don’t like such a kind of person. Period” Sofia salutes with an ‘aye, captain’ and they burst out laughing. ***

Sophia, a nineteen years old girl who was on a bike ride and overjoyed that she's gonna be twenty the next day and ride across the city had a contact with Ice Pick, a druglord and a Mafia leader whose identity, his name was unknown to the world but most feared human in the whole of America. Sophia was having fun when a car spatted some dirty mud water in the pothole in the market and being one to act rascally, she immediately pick up a stone and threw it to the glass of the car as the car reversed as her first conversation with the car owner and the driver and she insulted the duo and then ride her bike away in victory.

"Hey, want me to be your teacher instead? I’m way smarter than Summer. I graduated college with a degree in 43-degree Celsius—super high temperature! I was a consistent honor student: Best in English, Best in Math, Best in Science, Best in Sportswear, Best in National Costume, Best in Talent, and Best in Q&A. I also believe in the saying: ‘IF I’M NOT FOR HER… THEN TOO BAD FOR HER.’ So, what do you think, Sugarpops? Want me to be your teacher?” Poppy gave him a shy smile, “I think I’ll stick with Summer. I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

I didn't use to leave the house much, so I didn't know many people. "I'm old, but not so old, girl," he said gently, in a voice with a southern accent. "I just didn't find Pepsi. In my humble opinion, it's a better soda than Coca-Cola, and yet you don't have it for sale.” "If you want, you can write down on that list of suggestions that you are always asking customers," said his friend, watching the conversation. "I go to this place every day, and I've never really found a Pepsi.”

I turned to Sophie, who was sipping her soda, and whispered, "Come on, Soph, just one drink! It'll be fun, I promise!" Sophie hesitated, "I don't know, Charlotte. I'm not really into alcohol. I can't handle it." I rolled my eyes at her good-naturedly, "Oh, come on! A little drink won't hurt. You won't get drunk, I promise. It'll just take the edge off."

He formed a fist and forwarded toward her; she did the same, touching her tiny fist with his elder brother, who always motivated her by saying that there was nothing wrong with her different behavior. "Seems like she is a lot like Colton." Calvin joked on which Colton glared at him. "Well, you can't exactly blame him as well. It's because that I married a RUDE and BORING person." Sophia joked, earning a glare from Brandon. "And the best among us is Sarah," Colton said truthfully. "She is a mixture of both mom and dad." "I agree!" Calvin admitted. "We agree," Sophia said with a smile on her face, and Brandon caressed Caroline's hair with love.