Thank God Its Friday Funny Novels & Stories

She burst into laughter, slapping her thigh as I rolled my eyes and leaned back in the seat. "He didn’t touch me. We just talked," I said quietly. Diana’s brows pulled together like I’d just spoken in a foreign language. Then her eyes shot open wide. "Wait. Was it the weird handsome guy? The one who makes girls do all that strange stuff but never actually sleeps with them? The Friday guy?" she asked, practically breathless. I nodded. "Holy fucking shit!" she shouted, smacking the seat. "You're so lucky! You have to come back next Friday. Just imagine. if he picks you every Friday for a month, that's, like, forty grand!"

Oh, this is gonna be fun. “Oh, friends!” I gasped dramatically, placing a hand over my chest. “ Hi friends, how is it going? I was just running a dick’ suckin’ sesh for half price this week, tell your friends for me will ya’?” - eat this you morons. And I kept walking while they picked up ther jaws from the floor. I strutted past them like I had just won the lottery. Jasmine appeared beside me, cackling. “Girl, you are hilarious!”

I want to get her hair done as quickly as possible so I can be done with my day. “How are you?” He asks and I can hear the smile in his voice. “I ‘m good, how are you?” I ask smiling too. “I’m good.” He says pausing a little. “So it’s Friday and I have some news for you.” He says and I look at the phone surprised. I didn’t realize the days went by that fast. I’m aware off time but I wasn’t aware of the days. I’ve been working on autopilot for the last three days and they went by so fast.

Mу сосk twіtсhеd in mу раntѕ. Shе lаughеd аnd рut a fіngеr on mу lірѕ. "Frіdау…" She ԛuісklу vаnіѕhеd into thе house. Friday can't соmе fuсkіng soon еnоugh! ***** I couldn't wаіt tіll Frіdау. I hаd tо ѕее hеr Thursday.

the phone speaker and whisper shout to myself“ what the fuck!!!! Where'd that come from?“ I ask myself before realizing that he's still on the phone. I wonder if he's said anything, I put my phone back on my ear just in time to hear him say.“ What the hell do you mean?“, to my dismay, I blurt out again “I mean your love for her has made you lose a few brain cells”. Slapping my hand on my mouth, I mumble a quick sorry and as the madman he is fast becoming, he starts laughing, and I'm like “what's so funny?” and he says “God, you're so funny” and I say “Huh, I'm freaking mad at you, and you're calling me funny. Unbelievable” I scoff and that sobers him up. “Oh, you don't sound mad” “I serious

Frances chimed in and we pulled back "Yeah you know what? Since we crossed paths this is the first time I can proudly say my best friend has made a lot of sense" I beamed "What do you mean by that? I was just passing out comments" Frances expressed "Go and get yourself a man so you won't have the time to interrupt our intense moment" "You can as well pray for me" she suggested and we all laughed _ _ _ _ _ _ _

He takes a deep breath as he drives like a maniac down the road. " Asa, please, let me go." I say. My eyes are swell and i bet my make-up is smeared " Fuck it , Asa, she sounds like your lost child." Coen laughs. What exactly is funny. " Please..." " I swear to go God, if you say another word..." I interrupt him. " Please..."

He laughs so hard that he doubles over, holding his stomach. “Oh fuck, the Moon Goddess has a sense of humor, doesn’t she?” he laughs. “What the fuck is so funny?” I snarl, furious that my brother, who rarely fucking laughs, is laughing at me like this is the best joke he’s ever heard in his life. He stops, his body still bouncing with silent laughter. “Oh goddess, you don’t see it. You’re so fucked up over this, you don’t see it, do you?” he asks me.

Her lips split into a wide, toothy grin as she declared, “Not me, darling. WE are going somewhere.” Groaning loudly, I rolled my eyes, “Please, Thea, I’m not in the mood today.” Throwing her arms in the air, she screeched, “But it’s a Friday night.” I deadpanned, glaring at her, “So?” A wicked smirk curled on her lips, “So it’s a sin to stay cooped up on a Friday night,” she winked mischievously, “especially when you are young, hot, and very very single.”

This was because the American Institute of Steel Producers had an annual conference going on. “What better way to start my Friday than heading home?” I mumbled as I walked out of the already deserted workplace into my car and zoomed home. On my way home, I couldn’t help but sing along to the tune of the music in my car. “Thank God it’s Friday🎵🎵🎵 put up a smile on your face🎵🎵 something good is coming your way out there somewhere tonight🎵🎵” I couldn’t help but scream along to the lyrics of the music. I haven’t been as happy as I was right now in a long time. Maybe it was because Elena asked for my help.