The One By Samreen Shah Novels & Stories

She’s the third and final cheer captain. Boys drool over her and fall at her feet. She’s the second most popular girl after Kylie. Samantha’s biggest belief is that the cheer captain and the quarterback belong together. Hence why she is always all over and constantly trying to get with Daniel. Samantha is a gorgeous brunette with brown eyes. She always has acrylics and would never walk out of her house in anything other than a dress or skirt. Samantha King is that girl. Hence why I’m not a fan of her. “I’m going to class Dan” I say and his eyes widen at the thought of being left alone with her.

The unmalicious and smarter part of me tells me it's a bad idea, but the tired and uncompromising other part of me has more power over me so I do it. I tuck a few of my long braids in the back of my ear. Something that would've been absolutely normal had I not been using my other hand. The hand that's on the opposite side of my body. My left hand that's now got a gigantic rock on one of the fingers. She chokes on the wine she'd just gulped and that warms my heart. "Yea, never better. Will you please excuse me for just a moment, I need to go check how far they are with the desert." She says before practically storming off the table in haste.

*** At sharp 11 in the morning, Shravan, Mithran and Isha were taken to the mini conference room at the resort They walked in to find a very grim looking Vihaan Malhotra glaring at them. Glaring?? Why?? Shravan wondered. And then realised that the glare was focused on him and only him Shravan was perplexed. Did Malhotra get too annoyed with their constant mails regarding the project Vihaan Malhotra hissed when the woman next to him pinched him on his arm. That's when he really noticed the woman. Or rather the woman's eyes. Green....like emerald.

Leaning in, I whispered to her, "It's not like it's your money. Go ahead and splurge. It's on your boss." Rhea hesitated but ultimately couldn't resist the temptation. The items she picked, though few, ended up being more expensive than everything she had selected for me combined. I said nothing throughout the checkout process. After all, Jack was the one footing the bill. I wanted him to see Rhea's greed firsthand. Once the mission was complete, I pretended to look exhausted. "Darling, I'm tired. Can we go home now?" Jack nodded with a quiet grunt, then turned to Rhea. "Ms. Carhill, you should head home early too."

Voice shaky, eyes darting. "Yes, it was her. We were supposed to finalize things today, but she ghosted me. So... I came here."

The next day, a colleague handed me two movie tickets. I was told that a new movie was released recently and that it was worth watching. “You and Camelia should go. It’s a sweet romance, perfect for you two!” The colleague winked at me, then turned back to their work. I thanked them and hesitated for a moment before deciding to call Camelia. The phone rang for a long time before the call was connected. “Waylon, what’s the matter?” Camelia’s gentle voice came through.

Conclusion about this, suddenly disappeared. I turned my gaze into them, in my surprise my hands flew over my mouth. I can't believe this! He's crying! A man? Crying? Are you kidding me? There's no such a thing like this! I'm probably dreaming inside of my dream. To the second power. This is insane. Remero's shoulders are shaking, he's still embracing his wife, Aarna. "Thank you, for giving me this chance. I know, I d-don't deserve this juncture. But y-you still makes me experience t-this," his voice was shaking.

How was your date the other day, Park? Richard then asks, leaning back in his chair, "It was okay. The girl was cute and all, but I didn't get the vibe, you know. She was quiet most of the time, and I had difficulty making her talk. "Oh, it must be an odd experience since you can get most people out of their shells," Parker frowns, "Yes. That's why I'm a little stunned at how things turned out. But the worst part is she texted me before I arrived and told me I was too talkative and self-absorbed. Can you believe that? She sat most of the night quietly, so of course, I had to talk about something. And I like myself, hence why I talked about myself!"

Nolan's voice was ice. "You'll go in my place to tonight's dinner." Click. He didn't wait for a reply. Jane from PR dropped off a folder, eyes flicking with sympathy. "Ms. Hart, Robert Ramirez is a total creep. Just... watch yourself, okay?" Before Hailey could say anything, another coworker yanked Jane away. "Are you dumb? Mr. Thorne's setting her up. Ramirez is a known perv—yet he's sending her alone." Hailey clenched the folder—then pictured her mom, Amelia, still hooked up to machines in the ICU. Her body eased, just a little.

Samara voiced out. "But what if I am?" Ash countered. "Then we'll think about what we should do. We won't leave you alone; we are with you, so don't worry." Samara hugged her. One hour later, Ash was in the washroom, doing a pregnancy test, while Jessica and Samara were roving in the room. After some time, Ashlyn came out without any emotion on her face. "What happened, test positive or negative?" Samara asked while Jessica took the kit from her hand and saw two red lines, so she hugged Ashlyn.