Unspeakable Juice Box Novels & Stories

Six weeks later..... I've been having an awful feeling at work, I shouldn't have drink that octopus soup that Cameron recommended me to at lunch today. It was my first time eating octopus and yuck! It taste disgusting. I can't even concentrate on my work because of the awful feeling and my stomach is so upset. "Are you OK Jada?" Lucas asked me. "I think I'm coming down with something" I said weakly. "Must of been the octopus soup you guys had for lunch... Next time don't eat what you're not use to " Jasmine grinned causing me to frowned.

conversation with Chloe. "Double shot then," Chase nudges my shoulder, holding out the cup. I grab the plastic cup of 'Jungle Juice'... it smells like rubbing alcohol and sugar... and down it in one go. My throat catches, and I have to cough. The room does a slow 360-degree tilt. "Next!" I choke out, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Now sip on them. A bird sips on liquid substance.” Jessica paused when she tried to look into the jar. They bring the juices closer to her mouth and were about to force her lips open when she said, “stop!” They never listened, “what sort of juice is that?” “No questions' girl! Just sip on it.” Jessica bites her lower lips and open her mouth wider with her eyes shut tight. The liquid was poured into her mouth while she gulped down with so much force. “This smell like blood.” She said. “It scents like strawberry and taste like sugar. You just drink a wolf, vampire and human blood. Welcome to the hood.”

Sandra, too, was shocked and hurriedly took some tissue paper to wipe the juice away from Leonard's clothes. "Cynthia, Leonard drugged the juice!" Leon roared and turned to glare daggers at Leonard, finally understanding the reason behind Leonard's odd change of attitude. "What?" Both Cynthia and Sandra were stunned. "Brat, what are you talking about?! The juice is fine. There's no issue with it!" Leonard denied. "Is that so? If you say that the juice is fine, why don't you take a few glasses of it right now?" Leon sneered before pushing the jug of juice toward Leonard.

“June wanted me to have the blue one but I don't like blue, she took it and gave me the other one.” “Where's it?” I ask, my throat dry. If there's one thing I taught Liam strictly, is to not eat things without my consent. He unzips his bag and pulls out the juice. And to top it all, it's his favorite apple juice. But that's not the only thing that has me on the edge. It's what Liam said. June took the juice that was meant for him and started vomiting blood. My brain works overtime. This is clearly not nothing.

Max said solemnly, “I have four flavors.” He knelt in front of the cooler and dramatically produced one juice box at a time like a magician. “Tropical Punch. Grape Explosion. Strawberry Storm. And…this one sounds dangerous. Mystic Mango.” Ella pointed at the last one, grinning. “That one.” Max handed it over with a mock bow. “Your wish is my command, mighty ruler of Shell Castle.” Daphne passed her a cookie and sat back, her hand brushing Landon’s again. This time, she didn’t pull away.

Travis inquired with the pen he held in one hand pointing at the juice box I held and didn't realize I've been smiling at in admiration for so long. I shot him a glare in response and he swallowed back the rest of whatever he had to say that would only further more make me seem deranged from picking up a juice box right off the floor and now admiring it like a covetous toddler who's only aim is to get to its content. I could never drink from a silly juice box not to talk of one that spent the night out on the parking lot and was picked right off the floor. Moreover, so long as anything at all is mixed with pineapple, it's a big no for me.

She ask is it only two hundred boxes in her space . " You had given ten just now . The tarts pastries only had this much boxes but there are more boxes but not tarts . " Juju reply . She wondered what are those other pastries. Well she never look at them before because she never really like pastries . It just she collected them because Juju said she might need them one day . Huh luckily she had listened to Juju . As she look at the other boxes of pastries four more different boxes appears in her mind . A box of three donuts with strawberry , cheese and chocolate as the flavour . A box of four mooncake and a box of four types of cakes with chocho, vanilla , strawberry and coffee flavour .

Between my full bladder and the tacks biting into the flesh of my bottom I couldn't talk all I could do was concentrate on the pain and control my feelings but he knew what I was feeling and his smile grew bigger as the tears ran down my face. "Drink this." Brian said, pushing a glass of orange juice towards me. "Don't move until you have drunk all of that." Pointing at the carton of juice next to his glass. "If you make a mess you will be cleaning it up with your tongue. I reached for the glass and sipping the juice until it was empty then reached for the carton and pooped my next glass. Three more glass full of juice I forced down my throat before the carton was empty, my belly stretched a

I reply, slowly realizing the anxiety and fear beginning to crawl its way out of my mouth in the form of the oats and fish I had earlier this morning. “There, there” she says it in a slightly sarcastic way as she pats the back of my head. ”Always happens to the new bloods.” She says while handing me a glass vial filled with an unfamiliar blue liquid. “What’s this?” I ask “blueberry juice, for the pain.” She replies. I gulp it down only to find myself nearly choking from the sheer strangeness of the drink’s taste. “That was horrible, it tastes nothing like blueberry.” “Well, I lied.” “Did you—- you have to?” the taste of the ‘blueberry juice’ was still trapped in my mouth as I tried to scoop