The Outsiders Preferences Novels & Stories

I almost feel like a granddad. Anyway, between Shrey and me, he has always been the bright one. My mother loves him and all my ex-girlfriends have always found him very attractive. Clearly, I don’t see what those girls did. Well, Shrey is tall, dark and fairly handsome. His hair is like thin noodles like those African- American disco dancers and it gives him character. The most striking thing about him is his disregard for the impossible. There is nothing in the world he thinks he cannot do. His overconfidence makes him almost cocky. In one crisp sentence—He is a freak.

Although I did end up getting expelled, my parents had to pay them off and that's when they decided to send us to private school. "It's a good thing they did. It came in handy tonight." Olivia says. "I can't believe I fell for Caleb's nice guy act." Ophelia frowns. "It isn't your fault. Boys like that are scumbags. They often pretend to be the sweetest and then they turn out to be assholes." I told her, I would know. "That is the reason why I prefer the men who are a little messed up, you know the 'bad boys'. I swear they are always the sweetest once you get to know them. It's like a wolf in sheep's clothing." Tamia tells us.

Although, do they really adore you as the real you? Avery and I look absolutely NOT alike. Our looks are very different way so much because we both vary in different choices of almost on everything. We don't have the same taste on foods, clothes and my goodness on how we dress. She's provocative. She is not afraid to show off some skin although she gets scolded by dad because of it. I'm not provocative at all. She likes showing off her boobs. I don't. She likes boys to always notice her whenever she walks by. I don't rarely get noticed, sometimes I get bumped by other students in the hallways in school all the time and no one really apologizes if they make me trip.

Oliver slaps her on her butt and she squeaks, turning around to give Oliver a slutty grin before disappearing through the door at the far end. Oliver is a sucker for blondes with big tits. It’s a fetish that he constantly denies, claiming he’s into any kind of woman. Unlike my brother who would fuck anything that so much as show him attention. I’m no saint, of course. I like women, but I don’t go after every pretty little thing that bats their eyelashes at me. “You good?” Oliver asks me as he rests his arms on the barricade. “Yeah. Why?” I ask, turning to stare at him before looking away to stare at the party below.

The member list in the channel was painfully clear, showing only four avatars: my father, my mother, my brother, and Bella. My brother, Enzo, replied a moment later, "Just the four of us. Don't call Aurora." "If she comes, she'll just find another excuse to bully Bella." I stared at the words, frozen. It dawned on me then. In this family, I had been the outsider all along. ... As if on cue, my mother's call came through. "Aurora, there's a sudden sit-down with the capos. We won't be back at the manor tonight."

They immediately went up to her and picked her up from the ground, asking her if she was alright. Vivian had tears in her eyes. "I'll be fine. It's not Irene's fault. I was just too clumsy and tripped over nothing. Please don't blame Irene for it." Her words only stoked their anger. "Irene Sherman! How could you be such a vicious bitch?" Mom yelled at me in disappointment. "You've disappointed me!" I ignored them completely and began eating all the persimmons on the ground. Then, I turned around to face them and calmly said, "I've finished the persimmons. That means I can leave now, right?"

Her reputation, honor and happiness had all strayed away from her! Rugal burst out laughing aloud. “Hah-hah-hah, Agatha oh Agatha. The outsiders are saying that you’re pure, noble and you keep your chastity yet I’ve never expected that you have such a strange preference. You’ve actually fancied a lowly privileged person of the society like this laborer, tsk tsk.”

Being an only child sucked. "I don't know. I can not really say," I answered, tilting my head. I gave it a little thought before throwing the question back to Autumn, "How about you?" "Isn't that obvious?" said Jess with an eye-roll. "Ashton, Joe, Tyler? She loves bad and dangerous boys." Autumn pushed her arm jokingly and turned to Norma, "And you, Norm? How about you?" "Bad boys. I definitely prefer bad boys over good ones," she finally answered. "They keep things very interesting. Most of the good boys are boring. They gonna bore me to death."

So tell me about yourself I ask him He looks a little taken back but answers "I like the Color Burgundy, my favorite food is Pizza, favorite thing to do kill people, no siblings, Antonio is my best friend, and I hate my father and you will see why soon. Oh and don't start with the whole you shouldn't kill good girl bullshit," "Let's get one thing clear Not a good girl next thing do the people you kill deserve it I ask don't really care if they do or not but I still asked.

Ignoring my warning, he kneeled and addressed Olivia. "Hi, I am Zaiden Smith. I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I am 21, 6'2", 230 lbs, I want to become a doctor. My favourite colour is blue, I love football, basketball, and baseball. Though I am not good at any of them. My parents are dead, it's a long story. Will tell you later. My favourite foods are cheeseburgers, fried chicken, steak, baked potatoes and broccoli, my favourite dessert is chocolate cake, I hate raisins. I can't seem to shut up, I know I'm rambling, but you smell so damn good, like lilac and roses. I don't know why I am telling you everything about myself, but I can't seem to stop. I want to know everything about you