Tomboyish Personality Novels & Stories

"But how about Casper? Isn't he ruining his name if that dork messed up?" "Well that's no longer our issue. My only interest is to give that tomboy a lesson not to seduce the great Casper!" They vanish after, but I bet they're still chatting at the hallway. I stare at my reflection on the mirror. I hissed remembering their issue. Tomboy? Seducing Casper? Are they nuts? When did a tomboy learned to seduce a guy? Stupid villains. I washed my hands but paused for a while. The voice of the girly one entered my ear. She said that if I messed up I'll also drag Casper's name.

Unaware of the eyes watching from behind, the danger lurks on the shadows but he remain stoic. Soon, his attention move towards the vase, its colour may have been the one who had gotten his eyes. “C—Co...colour..” Tommy said in a unnatural stammered he was inborn with. Same with the other child, he is a special case as well. Tommy had an ASD or what was commonly known as Autism spectrum disorder. His condition adherent towards the differences on his brain. He may have been 7, but genetically he may be a month old as Eliza do not pay heed much to her son’s condition. His hand reached out, rose on the air as his small feet began to walk. Trotted before many failed attempts to grab the vase fro

greeted Tommy, his voice quavered a little and he sounded extremely nervous. "Tommy?" Sharon said frowning in confusion, her thoughts still distracted, "What are you doing here, shouldn't you be in school at the moment?" "Umm…" Tommy shuffled his weight from foot to foot and he blushed a little. "Do you want to want to come inside honey?" Sharon offered, her voice softening as she sensed the boy's discomfort. He seemed to be in some sort of trouble, or at the very least had something important on his mind. Tommy was eighteen, only a few weeks older than Billy, but he had a chubby baby face and was extremely shy and withdrawn. Sharon had always felt the urge to mother him whenever he was arou

"Of course I'm straight idiot.. I love dick....that's just how you sounded when you said it.. so smitten...." I laughed, and yes she was straight. But if you walked in here you'd think she was my girlfriend and she played the "guy" part as "straight" people call it.. which is very stupid... My best friend was very tomboyish, as we speak, she rocked up jeans and a white shirt with a straight cap and sneakers.. looked fucking hot.. every time when we were at a party people would think we are dating and they'd refuse to be with me... I know right... cock block....

I am a warrior just like them, so we have a lot more in common, which also makes me fairly well built and kind of sort of a tom-boy, rough around the edges and stuff but I’m sure you get the picture. I like wearing loose comfy clothing because it keeps unnecessary attention off me and keeps my curves hidden, I'm not one of the attentions seeking type of female in case you hadn't noticed, I am very well built with a beautiful body shape and perfect curves and butt which obviously no one notices because even when I train, I wear track pants and t-shirts rather than sports bra and tights like the other girls do. The girly girls of the pack say I probably don't have a mate and if I do, they are