Suzy Snacktime Novels & Stories

Through her sobs, she said, "Mom, Happy Mardi Gras!" "Happy Mardi Gras to you too!" Mia took out a gift and placed it in Suzy's hand. Smiling, she said, "Our Suzy has always been such a sensible girl. In the blink of an eye, you've grown into a young lady. I wonder which lucky boy will end up with you someday. "Even though I am not here anymore, you still need to remember to eat your meals on time. You never liked eating when you were little. Look how skinny you've gotten.

I got to know the school library, basketball court, soccer field and so on. The cafeteria is really huge and lovely, I glanced around as some are seated with their friends chatting while some are seated alone. "I want strawberry cake with apple juice please." Suzy says to the woman serving food. "Here you go miss." The woman tells handling a lunch tray to Suzanne. "What do you want miss?." The woman asks as she faced me. "A hamburger and a bottled water." I replied. She nods with a smile as she handed me my lunch. "Thanks." I said.

The comment section was silent for a moment. "Even though she's pitiful, she shouldn't have hurt someone who saved her." "Surely there can't be another twist in this." A few uncertain comments appeared. Once again, electricity buzzed in my mind, bringing with it a sharp, stabbing pain. This time, the memories the device retrieved were from a distant past. … The first time I met Suzy, she was four years old, and I was three. She wore dirty, unwashed clothes, and her hair looked like it hadn't been washed for a week. Her gaze was cautious and wary.

Buddy had full medical checkups twice a year, and his diet was tightly monitored. If the results were even slightly off, Sophia and the nutritionist both got scolded. Endless reviews and written reports followed. Just thinking about it gave her a headache. “Come here, Buddy,” Alyssa said, taking him from Sophia’s side. “If your mom won’t give you snacks, Auntie will.” She pulled out a small clear bag of bear-shaped strawberry cookies. “These are homemade—want one?” Buddy reached out, then paused and looked to his mother for permission.

Maxton had shoved another donut into his mouth, probably to avoid conflict, and well, he loves those damn things. “Okay, that’s enough of the glaring contest. To your corners.” Suzie interrupted, clapping her hands. My head turned at the sound of her voice. Fuck me, is that what she was going to wear to school, or is that just because I’m here? A white off-the-shoulder blouse paired with a black skirt that sits mid-thigh with her long hair down in curly waves and only a little bit of make-up from what I could see. She doesn’t need make-up.

I watch as she puts food on her tray, A small side salad and a bread roll, she fills her bottle with water, and eyes the chocolate cake longingly but doesn't take it. I need to ask Robyn about her. I look down at my own tray, now filled to the brim with enough food for probably two adult humans, Suzy pays for her food, and turns to me, "bb..b...bye P.paige." I scanned my card and turned to watch Suzy make her way to the back of the dining hall. As she passes the table occupied by Kate, the boy beside her, who I assume is her mate, puts his foot out, tripping my new friend.

I smiled at her as I beckoned for her to come in. “Come in, Suzie. I made sandwiches.” I pointed to the plate. A sighed and made her way in, the jean shorts she had on hugging her thighs. She brought her tablet with her and took a seat on the high stool. I wanted to help her but when I noticed that she got it, I let her be. “I don't take nuts,” she mumbled as she eyed the plate of sandwiches. I chuckled and nodded at her without bothering to tell her that I could not have added nuts to the sandwiches.

"Have a rest, everything is settled!" Suzanne looked at the pile of snacks, including her favorite Italian biscuits, but after a few glances, she put them all in the drawer with a depressed face. When she weighed herself in the dressing room in the morning, she found that she weighed two pounds. Maybe it was because she had been eating the dishes made by Mrs Morrison often these days, so she had gained weight unconsciously. These snacks contained high levels of heat. If she ate them, it must stimulate the growth of her weight.

At the Ardale Academy’s cafetaria, we’re able to buy breakfast, lunch, and dinner, although most eat breakfast in their room. “Something with chicken, please.” Suzie replied. Suzie wasn’t really part of our circle, but she had started here around the time we did, and we shared many classes. Whenever we did interact she was friendly and direct. Something I always appreciate. Plus, she doesn't drool whenever she sees Aiden, like a lot of other girls do. Atalanta shook her head and pulled something out of her bag. It was an old paper bag with not even half a sandwich.