Sometimes The Side Chick Ain't Even A Chick Novels & Stories

After a moment, Colene resumed typing. Collie: "So, did you actually become the side chick in Henry and Hannah's relationship?" Getting right to the heart of the matter. Nevertheless, Gabriella wasn't bothered by Colene's no-nonsense personality. Gabby: "I know what you're worried about, but I'm not the side chick. It's complicated." Collie: "No way, you have to spill the tea today! Otherwise, we're done as friends. I don't hang out with side chick!"

Who would’ve thought mine was only a near-homophone? I really believed I’d finally landed the role of protagonist… but no. I was just another forgettable side character. And what had I done these past two years? Acted like I had heroine privilege. Ordered the male lead around like he was my personal servant. Made him pour my tea and run my errands. Even forced him into a whole list of ridiculous couple rules—like good-morning kisses, goodbye kisses, and calling me humiliating pet names like baby, honey, and sweetheart.

Lisa looked down the hallway toward the elevators, then back at the girl. "How old are you?" The girl's expression changed finally. Her face lit up and she smiled. "Today's my birthday. I'm eighteen." Lisa shook her head slowly and looked back down the hallway at the elevators. "Just remember: when a girl moves from side chick to main chick, the side chick position is available." "What's that mean?" "It means 'good luck'," Lisa murmured before heading for the elevator. Lisa started to wonder how she knew, but didn't really care since it was water under the bridge, and that water was simply confirmation she made the right decision.

I said thoughtfully, and he broke into fits of laughter. "Well, thanks for your compliment, Chicky. I will remember that I have a good ass" he stood up while shaking his head fondly. "What is Chicky?... Who is Chicky?... Why did you call me Chicky?... I don't like Chicky.." I said all the sentences while scrunching my nose in distaste, "It doesn't even sound badass." I complained.

Nicki said and removed it, almost imeeimmedia merrissa and Naina shouted and all eyes turned to to them, and even the summers aren't left out. " Woah!! Nicki you look like a fairy princess" merrissa said " You look like a mermaid" naina said " You guys should look very closely, can't you see she looks like a gangster, a crazy one at that" silver said and they all burst into laughter, except for Nicki who frowned her face. " That's not funny" Nicki pouted " Did you just pouted" silver asked " Nooo" Nicki denied. " But I saw it , you look so cute when you pout" silver cupped her cheeks and Nicki yanked her hand off her cheeks and they all laughed......

Jerk is an even heavier word but why don’t I feel like wanting to punch Chadwick right now? Perhaps, is he really one? Unconsciously, do I really believe that he is one? “Why would you say that?” I asked him as I watched the traffic lights. I heard him chuckle. “I don’t know, Ashejan. But jerks, like girls, have instincts, too.” He told me as he kicked on gas and we made our way to the movie theatre. **

Gracie looked offended before she frowned and lashed out with her words. “What? You like little girls then? Are you some sort of pervert or something?” She asked with a horrified voice. Chad snickered and I couldn’t contain my laugh. I covered my mouth trying not to be so loud since we are in the ER. “Why would I be interested in little girls if I am not interested in women? They have the same parts” I said causing Chad to plug his nose trying not to laugh loudly. Gracie scowled at me. “What else could you mean then?”

“Sob! I can’t live like this anymore! It’s all your fault for finding a side chick and making me look silly! She even dared to hit me!” Fiona clung to my dad’s shoulder, acting all spoiled and arrogant. “What side chick? You’re the only one. Where’s this side chick nonsense coming from?” “She even calls you ‘Dad’. I had no idea you were so open about your relationships!” “What do you mean ‘Dad’? Dad!?”

Tomiwa defended. "Ah, see this one! Shey na that big girl you dey call small girl? You'll be shocked at how many boyfriends this one get? I trust the boys of this century sef, they would have drilled a large hole in her! Abi you no see her fiftyfifty shoulder pad? Instead of you to allow me to cut those wings wey she get. Na that fine face and small bobbie (breasts) dey shack her!" Chris said giving me looks that scared the shit out of me.

I shot Wayne a look of pure disgust and coldly said, "But you're filthy. Looking at you only makes me sick." The color drained from his face. His lips trembled, and for a moment, he seemed at a loss for words. Beside me, Mason chose that moment to deliver a merciless jab. "You're just a used-up, bottom-shelf scrap. Go home and take a look at yourself." I couldn't help but laugh at his words. Honestly, I hadn't expected Mason to have such a sharp, dry sense of humor.