Talking Ginger Novels & Stories

Ginger popped into my mind and I groaned inwardly. "So enough about your dad, tell me about you." She clasped her hands together loudly and I rolled my eyes. "There's nothing about me." I replied in a shrug and she hummed softly. Few minutes passed in silence and I thought she forgot about the conversation. "There's no boy?" She asked and I groaned. My thoughts went to Ginger again. I wondered if he was street performing now. There was something about him that always made me calm and collected. His face made me think of positive things. He was like my personal therapy.

Alexis commented with a smile. “They are really beautiful, princess. I love staring at them too.” Yuka agrees. Ginger didn’t say anything and just stared at the light flies around them. “Ginger, aren’t you happy to see them?” Alexis asked curiously at Ginger just stared at them quietly. “Is there something wrong, Ginger? Do you feel something?” Alexis asked worriedly. “Nothing, master. I just remembered something that I shouldn’t remember.” Ginger answered seriously and went somewhere. “Ginger! Wait! We might lose each other!” Alexis followed him and went back to the dark forest.

“I said I wasn't to be…” “Hi!” Ginger chirped, beaming as if she’d just found a long-lost sister. Before Qye could process the intrusion, Ginger had already slipped past her shoulder and bounced into the center of the room, spinning around to admire the decor. “Here looks pretty boring” Qye stood by the open door, her hand still on the knob. “Who the hell are you?” “Relax, relax,” Ginger said, waving a hand dismissively as she flopped onto Qye’s designer armchair. “I’m Ginger. Your host. You're Qye, right? The one everyone says has the 'iron pulse'?"

ginger said grinning evilly with her pets behind her “ginger what are you doing here?” Gigi asked “here for the contest or aint I allowed Barbie?” she asked obviously to provoke Gigi “well yeah” Gigi answered while ginger scoffed “awwn sweetheart, the last time I checked anyone can participate okay, so I get to participate too” she said, Gigi tries to speak but I held her hand “It’s okay” I said and wrote down her name. Ginger was about to walk away when Gigi spoke back “if you’re gonna get in same goes to Quincy too” Gigi said making ginger turn back and huffed “ugh suit yourselves, whatever” she said and popped her gum out loud “ let's leave the losers. Let’s go girls” she said and walked

Ginger looks at me, using her eyes as an attempt to shut me up, pleading for me not to say anything about what she told me. “What?” I say, trying to play it cool. “We were talking about how difficult it was for Ginger to climb Mount Emal on their first — Ah!” Ginger tosses me an elbow and her face is as red as the hair falling in her face and I double over, laughing again. This time, Hans joins me. “You are so red!” He laughs. Ginger scowls at me, but I know it will only be short-lived as her lips curl up in a smile as well.

I answered. “I could have retired from here ages ago,” Ginger declared. “I have a degree in psychology, but I stay to give the other girls someone to talk to. Some of them give me a cut of their pay for therapy. I honestly think I’m doing better work with these girls than I would be working in private practice babysitting spoiled rich kids.” I would never have guessed that Ginger was a scholar. I guess I shouldn’t have judged a book by its cover. “I’m sorry, Ginger,” I stated. “I totally judged you before I knew you.”

He leaned on his motor and began to read. Dear Gangster, Lucifer Cuenca, the name of the man who received and I am not ashamed. A lot is being stoned about me being a Psycho and Weirdong girl. I've been seeing you at school for a few years but you just talked to me too. I will never forget how we started talking.

Two weeks ago Ginger was the last person I expected to see on my door that day and on seeing her, feeling I had thought were dead arose. I was drunk, and I was heartbroken over what Taylor had done to me and all I wanted to be was to be left alone, but when Ginger showed up dressed in her provoking blue mini skirt and a see-through white dress that left nothing to the imagination, it was like heaven, I couldn't shut the door. "Hey." She says, smiling and displaying her perfect set of teeth and her hands twirled her hair seductively. "So you're gonna let me in or what?"

"What happened?" Jessica opened the door, and as soon as the door was opened, she smelled a strong ginger scent. She unconsciously furrowed her brows and her gaze fell on the dark thing Terry was holding in his hand. Jessica slightly pursed her lips and said, "It's not for me to drink, is it?" "You used to drink ginger water with brown sugar every night." Upon hearing his words, Jessica's frown deepened slightly, "This thing doesn't really seem like something I enjoy drinking."

Gingerhead devilishly said. Oh? I just blankly stared at them. Are they damn serious right now? Ginger's head laughed again. “What? Are you just going to stare at us like that? What are you? An alien? A ghost? Why! Why haven’t you said anything until now?! I’m sick of your emotionless face!” She shouted angrily. Oh? Really? Well, that’s not my problem if she is sick of seeing my face in this state. I just shook my head. This is an act of childishness. I turn my back on them again, which makes Ginger yell so loudly.