The Outsiders Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

Cynthia Dion: I paced around the outdoor dining table while Charlotte arranged the food, pondering the recent events in my life. "Anyone would react the way he did, but what did he mean by his sister having good news and me not hurting her again?" I whispered to myself, my gaze fixed on the grass. It didn't make sense to me. In Atticus's eyes, though, I appeared to be a twisted and cruel person, and all the evidence seemed to support that. I only wished he could have explained everything he knew instead of storming out.

Olive’s POV "Get down on your knees and lick the mud. Do it now," Initially, I held the belief that he was a kind person. However, my perception drastically changed when he commanded me to prostrate myself and lick the filth from the ground. This experience served as a poignant reminder that appearances can be deceiving and that making assumptions based solely on outward appearances is unwise. Despite his outwardly amiable demeanour, his words were laced with cruelty and malice, and his stunning eyes concealed a sinister nature.

“Unless you’re ashamed of me?” They could have chosen a million girls who were prettier than me. Skinnier than me. Ones who grew up here in this postcard-perfect state of Whitehaven. I will always be an outsider. That question seemed to anger Alex. He flung his legs over the side of the bed and gripped the bridge of his nose. “Turn around and face the wall,” he huffed. “What? No,” I refused, folding my arms in front of my chest. “I’m not a five-year-old.” Although, my pouting face implied otherwise.

Olive screeched, her knuckles white on the steering wheel as we weaved in and out of the after school traffic. I stared at her with an open mouth. “If I’m a crazy, insane, psycho, then so are you! You’re the one that chose to be the getaway driver!” “Did you see how terrified your ass looked? I couldn’t just let Hael-fucking-Ashford get you! Ugh, all we did was delay the inevitable. What are you going to do, girl?” Olive groaned, cutting a sharp right as we headed into the lofty gated communities many of the students lived in.

it isn't that hard. This will be in a sequence thing, going through the 4 (or more) people she has actual crushes on in the hunters (including everyone) gang. First up, is the bad boy gang leader, ajax Crawford. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.....

You fuck with me, you get fucked up kind of person. --- A/n How do you see the story so far? Would have add a picture of Ariana's outfit as well as what the rest of her friends looks like seems like the app don't allow that. You guys should show some love. Anyways, let's see what happens in the next chapter then.... 😚🖤

Meanwhile, Owen's ego was bursting at the seams after hearing how Cindy, whom he once had a thing for, was now fawning over him like that. His gaze became even more contemptuous as he looked at me and declared, "So what if you were popular in school for being good at studying? You're still just a stupid nerd anyway. If you had half the sense Cindy has, you wouldn't be working as some lowly gig driver right now." Owen pulled Cindy into his arms and kissed her forcefully. The once shy and innocent Cindy was now a worldly woman, smiling seductively as she clung to him. Alas, the pure-hearted teenage girl I once knew was now rotten to the core.

As I was pushed off the building, I heard Nina say in a triumphant tone, "Cassie, I knew I wouldn't get into a good university, so I showed up late on purpose. Only if you 'commit suicide' out of guilt can I play the victim and gain more followers." Suddenly, the chilly raindrops hitting my face woke me from my daze. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself standing on the school field. Seeing my boyfriend, Brock Finch, arguing with the bus driver, I felt a surge of excitement.

What spoiled such a beautiful night? I turned around and glanced at the book on the bed. Getting up, I picked it up and threw it inside my trashcan. It was its fault and also my fault for thinking I would ever be like scarlet. I can never be like her. Scarlet is not a nerd, she was the school bee and every boy in the school wanted her. Every girl wanted to be her and sadly, so did I. But too bad, I can never be her, I can never have her confidence. I can never be brave as her. I can never make men double take when I pass. I can never move people like she does and worst of all, I can never win the love of Aiden Grey.

“I already did. I might have tasted just a tiny bit of one too. Like, not even a sip but more like stuck my tongue into it.” I wrinkle my nose. “Hopefully not mine.” “Nah,” Scarlet says, twisting around in a bar stool. “It was mine. Doesn’t bother me, though it should, right? I mean, it sounds disgusting.” “You love me.” Quinn wrinkles her nose and smiles, and I catch Danielle watching them. I remember what she said about feeling like an outsider, and suddenly I feel a lot more connected to Danielle than I thought I would.