The Idiot Chapter Summary Novels & Stories

Ten years ago, a fire broke out at my school. I saved four friends, but the flames left me an idiot. The four of them stood beside my hospital bed and cried, swearing they would spend the rest of their lives making it up to me. They were afraid I would get bullied, so they gave up their spots at two of the country's top universities and went to community college with me instead. They were afraid someone would trick me into leaving them, so the other three pushed Joshua Summers to confess his feelings for me. I had once said I envied people who lived in houses that didn't leak, so all four of them saved every cent they had and bought me a house for Joshua and me to live in after we marrie

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Is he really an idiot? He thinks for some time with his eyes away from me on the wall in front of him. I flinch as his eyes move back to me as his body completely turns to me with that devilish look in his eyes. “Then I will do it." He turns away from me. “At least I tried." He grumbles to himself. He gets convinced that easily? I thought he would not leave till I got twisted to his commands. He flicks away the invisible dust and walks towards the door. His back towards me. He stops suddenly and I get alert.

“ He says mockingly, after excusing the little girl's bad behavior. For my part, I can't feel anything but offended. He's an idiot! But then I think to myself, why be angry with a girl who is so sick? So I realized that maybe I could be an idiot, just like she said. “Excuse me? “I caught his attention as I stopped in the middle of the hallway. “Maybe you're my boss and all, but you don't have to be so rude to me. And...”I look at my fingers nervously, since I was still thinking about his lips being so wet on mine. “You kissed me. “I had to get it out of my heart. He told me I was an idiot, but he had dared to kiss an idiot with great passion, which made me feel incredibly confused.

Tom recited along with his recollections as he immediately opened his eyes wide. "The book. Fighting against itself and having its own consciousness, it's time to dig! ' He immediately started ravaging through the book seeing other mysterious drafts and out-of-the-normal sketches of some unpopular places before he returned to page fifty-five. He started reading, what he was reading on that page wasn't what he read on that same page yesterday, instead he was seeing a whole different print. Chapter Six The Plan "You're indeed he. The chosen one. Yet, the road is still to be walked on. The treasures still to be unearthed. So many passages will appear to mislead… "

For another woman, he not only wanted to ruin my future, but he also treated me like an idiot. I took out a neatly folded piece of paper from my school bag and slowly unfolded it in front of everyone. It was my last semester exam result sheet. The score on it was only 20 points. But on another attached sheet, there was a bright red stamp. [National First Prize, Olympiad Competition.] I held up the award paper and waved it in front of them. “Jace, did you forget? I was never the useless girl you could control.” Jace froze for a moment. Then, he looked at me with contempt.

Jefferson rolled up his sleeves and retorted, "You little idiot, who are you calling an idiot?" "The idiot is whoever is answering me." Jefferson replied, "I think you must be tired of living!" "I already told you to go ahead and come at me. Do it if you dare. If not, stop making all this racket."

"Are you blind or something? Can't you watch where you going to " The idiot shouted at me without even apologizing for bumping into me. I immediately stood up. " You are mad, infact you are sick in the brain. Can't you say sorry? You are the one that bumped into me". I fumed, I hated it when people acted rude and arrogant. It's an everyday thing in this school with these spoilt rich kids , but I wasn't gonna take shit from anyone today. And the worst part is that the idiot turned out to be a science student and my classmate at that. His Golden Smith, the Academic prefect .

This dumb idiot! "Because I made up the story," I croaked out, "how could you be so stupid as to believed singing like that?" I asked angrily. As if insulting him wasn't enough, I spat at him at him, and even though the spittle didn't hit where I wanted it to, it still managed to grace his left foot where I watched it slowly dissolve into nothingness. Oh God, I am stupid. So stupid. I shouldn't have yelled, I shouldn't even have spat at him- because somehow I feel like an alarm just ticked off, and his cool demeanor turned into a psychotic beast in the blink of an eye.

The suffocating weight of shame pressed down on my chest. Under the curious gazes of others, I stumbled out of the hotel, utterly lost. I didn't have money, my phone, or my ID. Waylon had forced me to a dead end. The biting wind pierced through my clothes, chilling me to the bone as I walked aimlessly down the street, trembling and clutching my arms tightly for warmth. As I trudged forward, flashes of our arguments from the past two days replayed in my mind. Waylon must have been holding back for a long time. And now, he'd gone to such elaborate lengths to teach me a lesson. His method was far more calculated than Delilah's.