That's Where You're Wrong Kiddo Novels & Stories

“You’re so childish.” “And you’re a phony.”

I am almost past them when I hear the voice of Bruce. “Hey, babe, how’s you?” he asks, sounding like a chicken that is having his wings plucked out. I roll my eyes. The moron doesn’t realise that it is wrong to say ‘how is you’ and that it should be ‘how are you?’ I can’t blame him though, he hardly attends English classes and the few times he comes, his attention is mostly on the pretty girls trying to pay attention. “Hey Bruce, I’m not your babe, and it’s how are you and not how is you?” I answer, giving him a pitiful smile and he just rolls his eyes.

"Good job, kid. I'm proud of you." Me too.

Something is off. Way off.

' "You are too naive. You know that, right?" I nodded.

At the ring. “I’m starting to think,” he said, his voice quieter now, “we’ve been looking at the wrong person all along.” ---

He got my test center wrong, yet somehow you've managed to make it my fault? Behind her, Lewis sniffled softly. "Please don't argue because of me. This is all my fault..."

Quinn, however, had no idea what Jacob was talking about. Confused, she said, "Honey, have you lost your mind? It's perfectly normal not to win the lottery. Only a small percentage of people ever win. Don't take it so personally." Then, Jacob pointed at me and said, "Was it you? Did you switch the lottery ticket?" "It was just the two of you who went to buy the ticket that day. What does it have to do with me?" I retorted.

Speaking out is good for you, too. Alice finally stopped and tilted her head, thinking. "But if I say that, will I really be able to clear my name at school?" I patted my chest and said, "Trust me. It'll be fine." She shook my hand off and said, "Don't grab me like that. People will talk if they see us." I quickly let go. Then she said, "I'll explain it in the school's group chat. But you have to promise to help me practice for my road test. If you don't, I won't help you."