Tina Chang Glee Novels & Stories

“She is on another level. And I heard she will attend tonight’s event. She is finally going to show her face.” All their voices drifted straight to Tina. Every single word slammed into her like a slap. Her hands curled into fists. “I do not care,” she snapped. “I have never seen her in Greenville. She is a nameless bitch. A desperate con woman who wants attention.” “Just because you are too slow to recognize people who are far above your league does not change the fact that you do not belong in my class, Tina.” I smiled lightly, enjoying the panic she tried to hide.

I picked up my school clothes and took them into my room along with my phone, but I was thinking about Tina and Cheryl as I slid a clean pair of shorts up my legs. Then it took me a moment to recall that Tina's mother's name was Grace. Grace would almost certainly want another session of quality time with me when Tina took Cheryl home. My dick throbbed as I thought about the incredible, massive tits on Tina and her mother.

“I’m sure she’d love to hear that.” “She’d love to hear anything.” Tina grinned mischievously. “She’s deaf.” “Oh! Tina!” Helen was shocked. Tina laughed as they moved again. “Comes in handy when I want to talk to someone and don’t want everyone to know.” She signed what she was saying and then added something at the end. Eliza, Tina’s sister, turned and looked at the man at the door. “Damn, he is hot.” “Helen, he’s closer to your age than ours. Take him for a spin.” Gloria encouraged.

There was, however, another person behind her. That person looked panicked with trembling legs. As soon as she entered, she knelt in front of everyone. Linda frowned. "Who is she?" Abigail walked over to explain unhurriedly, "Mr. and Mrs. Thompson, this is Tina Yoe, a cosmetic doctor known in the entertainment industry, but she has done something even more notorious!" Gia looked at Tina, and both of them turned pale at the sight of each other. Lina stepped forward to show her examination report to the police officers. "This is the result of the detailed examination. I was injected with a certain drug, which causes pain in my waist."

“Are you supposed to be here?” “We’re the new girls,” Christina said. “Cocktail waitresses,” I added quickly. “We’re supposed to start today.” “Ah, Gary finally replaced that tramp with the shitty nose job who kept stealing our tips,” the woman said. “I’m Cheryl. The stage name is Cherry. Don’t forget it. And you…” She turned to Christina. “You’re sure you’re not a new dancer?” “Not yet,” Christina said coyly. “I don’t have any experience on stage. Apparently, that means I need some kind of trial run.”

she says coolly. “Could’ve fooled me,” I mutter. “Bella,” Chloe glances at me. Tina ignores that, still focused on Chloe. “…But,” she adds, “we need to adjust things.” There it is. Of course there’s a but. “No,” I say immediately. “Yes,” Tina replies just as fast. “No,” I repeat.

Tina whispered under her breath. This was not possible. This was Haneul. Her best friend ever since she was a kid. Sure, they didn't see each other for years. But Haneul was there to pick her up whenever she fell to the ground. They shared laughter, sadness, and all emotions in between. Haneul hurt his knee chasing her when she almost fell into a cliff chasing dragonflies. Haneul defended her from bullies. This was Haneul. "Tina, can you try her again?" Haneul softly implored, sensing the change in Tina's gaze. And it was like a confirmation. One that made Tina's heart pound so hard, she thought its strings would give out.

Tina informed Chris. "Did she tell you whom the special visitor is?" Chris asked suspiciously. "Nope, I don't know, but I haven't eaten, so I have to go help mom out now. We can chat later, okay? Bye love you." Tina bid Chris goodbye on her phone as she hurriedly hung up, changing her church clothes to her home clothes and also that of Godsent too.

I notice she has the same sharp blonde hair as Tina. Even their facial features are similar. "Oh cousin...Gwen here is our pack's performer. She's a r-" Liam does not let her finish. Performer was already a code word for whore. I notice that Miles raises an eyebrow. "Well, I believe we've familiarized ourselves enough? Would you care to dance, Tina?" Liam takes Tina to the dance floor and the rest of the group disperses. Only Miles stays behind. "I've never seen a 'performer' being let into events like these." He says, taking a sip of his drink.

Sameer didn’t let her finish before he started clapping and not before long the palette was filled with cheering and clapping. “You know I can’t sing.” Tiana protested weakly, feeling the gnawing pains from the wicked army of ants chewing her guts furiously. “Don’t mind her people.” Emmaline replied waving off her protests,“She sings like Simi and Tiwa Savage and she releases albums daily in the bathroom.” “I don’t!” “Come’n big sist…you know Kathy Perry and Aurora begs to feature you, now hop hop hop to the stage.” She finished yanking Tiana up.“And you too, Rico!”