Vanilla Soda Sky Novels & Stories

he told the cashier. I turned to him with a blank stare. “That’s it? Vanilla?” Ryker shrugged. “What’s wrong with vanilla?” I blinked at him. “What’s wrong with—? It’s literally the most boring flavor in existence! You had all these options, and you went with vanilla?” Ryker lifted a brow. “What do you want me to get? That blue monstrosity?” “It’s called unicorn delight,” I said, reading off the placard holding the name up.

A smile spread across Sarah's face. Gray was totally surprised. Usually, after the van shows up, she would wake up from her nightmare but this time it continued--to another loop. Before the waitress could leave, Gray asked her a question again like she did the last time.. "Do you have any sweetened drinks?" "Like frappe, ma'am?". The waitress said. "Yeah,” answered Gray; however, she did not want to answer the waitress. The word just came out of her mouth without her control. "Yes, ma'am. We have caramel cocoa, triple coffee, mango jelly, strawberry and chocolate flavor," said the waitress.

Hailey's soft laugh suddenly reached his ears and he stared down to find her giving him a helpless look. "Hand me the red-looking one and the yellow one," she instructed. "You're going to love a mix of strawberry and vanilla." Strawberry and vanilla. Wasn't that a weird combination? Kendrick's eyes surveyed the bottles again. He found the said colors and retrieved them before closing the glass. "Is that healthy?" He couldn't help but ask as he handed her the bottles.

Sky So am now a bit nerves Mateo texted me asking what I was doing tonight, and I told him that I was bartending at the Ivy’s he said he has never been to any location, and he wanted to get VIP seating I got him, and his friends taken care and I told Alyssa that I would be the VIP bartender tonight. So, let’s see how this goes. Alyssa: Sky Sky: Yea girlie what’s up Alyssa: Table 6 is here!

"well come on in and take a seat, I'm Ms Perkins" I sat down quickly wanting to get the attention off of me, Jevoni came and sat next to me "well would you like to tell us why you're here today" I mentally rolled my eyes, just great; I shook my head no "how about if everyone introduced themselves to make Alaina feel a little more comfortable; Vanessa" everyone looked at a this brown skin girl. "well I'm Vanessa, and I'm here because I almost overdosed on sleeping pills; I just wanted to end it all I was done with life and if my sister didn't find me when she did I wouldn't be here today"

After preparing three glasses, Ethan handed one to Claudius, and one to Hughes before grabbing his own. "All right. I call this a cream soda with a twist. But Jacob calls this, twisty cream sodas!" Ethan said and began laughing. He misses his best friend, and can't wait for this mess to be over so he can see him again. He wonders if he'll ever be able to bring Jacob here for a visit. But he knows it's highly unlikely. The Alpha brings the glass to his nose and sniffs it, then raises an eyebrow. "Why did you put Vernors in this instead of Coke?" Hughes asked, not wanting to try whatever concoction this is. The idea of mixing the two sounds disgusting.

Behind the glass: rainbow sprinkles, chunks of chocolate, neon pink swirls—pure childhood nostalgia and date-night temptation. Kade leaned close to the window, smirk cocked sideways. “Two scoops. Strawberry cream for the lady…” he glanced at her with a look that could melt more than ice, “…since she’s all sugar and just the right kind of messy.” She narrowed her eyes, playful. “Careful, cowboy. You start sweet-talking like that, I’ll make you share.” “Oh I dare you.” He turned to the vendor. “And watermelon blast for me. Extra wild.”

The cold rain lashed against my face, yet I felt not the slightest trace of chill. I had just taken out my phone when Charlotte O'Brien's call came through. Seeing the words "Her Majesty" on the screen, a wave of nausea rose in my throat. I accepted the call. Charlotte's voice was as cold and unwavering as ever, as though the woman who had just been flirting at 30,000 feet was someone else entirely. "I want a brand-new pair of Givchi black stockings. Have them delivered to the aircraft in ten minutes," she ordered.

My heart sank. “I was looking it up and asking around. You can have a max of two a day and on special occasions. However, they need to be mixed and you are limited to gin, vodka or whiskey. So, having a vodka cranberry is okay. If you don’t want sweet, you can do whiskey and soda water.” The bartender smiled at me. “I have both.”

“It’s so tasty.” “That’s not a good idea.” I eyed the sprinkles that topped off the half-melted vanilla sundae – less of the chocolate, more of the cannabis variety.