Wednesday Season 2 Novels & Stories

he asks while trying to catch his breath. "I didn't screw up the whole mission," I exclaim, exasperated. "Okay, maybe I messed up a bit." "Newman, you set the place on fire while that bastard Monroe escaped... If that's not screwing up the mission, I don't know what is," Adam mocks. I grit my teeth. Enough is enough. "I'm going to set your pants on fire if you don't stop bothering me and get out of here," I threaten. Adam grimaces; he knows I'm capable of doing it. "I wish you would set my pants on fire, but not like that," he jokes in a low voice.

Ethan powered off. Cliffhanger sharp: next Wednesday. Another walk. Deeper truth. No rush. But momentum unstoppable. Dawn confessions over. Something new beginning.

Blaze tried to deny the claim because it started to embarrass him. "Are you guys having a fight? If so, you should resolve it as quickly as possible," Thames said, completely oblivious to the glares he was earning. "Oh, knowing Mrs. Hudson from yesterday’s interview, you guys probably aren’t fighting since she seemed so understanding. Are you just too shy to talk in front of us, sir?" Everyone laughed at Thames’ question. "You don't have to be shy in front of us, sir. It's just us," said Kiwi Inc.’s Chief Technology Officer.

Friday afternoon is one of normal kids’ favorite day. Because it is the start of the short vacation for weekends, which means there will be no class. They can watch their favorite shows in TV late at night and they don’t need to rush making their assignments. However, there are three young werewolves who aren’t excited for it. They are Chandler, Brett and Adam, who were the Alpha heirs of the Packs. “I hate Friday afternoon,” young Brett commented with a yawn. The three of them were walking together after the afternoon class ended.

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I say, then walk back to her, dropping right next to her. “Vampire Diaries?” She nods and picks up the remote, and that is the end of it. “Yes, please,” I say and pull up the blanket on her. Sunday is. We spend the rest of the morning and part of the afternoon exactly as planned, only getting up to get a snack. By late afternoon, we are restless and bored because we can spend hours watching and seeing blood on TV. “We are going to grab some cocktails, and it’s not up for discussion.” She claps her hands after we finish the third episode in season three.

she said. "There's no situation." "Six weeks of Wednesdays." "How do you even Nora." "Obviously Nora." A pause. "What's it like." "Easy," I said. "Annoyingly easy." "Why annoying." "Because I keep looking for what's wrong with it." "Maybe there isn't anything." "There's always something." "That's the divorce talking." She paused. "What do you actually feel." I looked at the ceiling. "Like I want more Wednesdays."

Drew asks me. "It's Wednesday," I simply state and Drew nods in understanding. Little curious Cassandra lifts her dark brows. "What's Wednesday mean?" Before I have the chance to tell her that it's none of her business, Drew replies, "Every other Wednesday night, Crayvin here, has dinner with his parents." Cassandra's expression changes. Her eyes darken but flicker with a tiny spark and the corners of her thin lips curl upwards. "What?" I grunt, annoyed with the full-on smirk she now wears.

Olivia says, “Where these people live in space and get sent down to earth. It’s literally the best show ever.” Wes plops down on my chair, “We’ll see about that, press play.” So I press play and we all begin to watch. Soon after, Wes is immersed in the show just as much as Olivia and I are. After each episode we quickly click on the next one, impatient to watch more. Four episodes later, we move on to the fifth creating a streak, and just when we start it there’s a knock on my door once again. Olivia and Wes make eye contact and at the same time touch their nose. “Not it, nose goes.” They yell in unison.

Despite knowing all this, I was still a little delusional. Suddenly, I sensed a wave of nausea down my throat. I leaned over the edge of the bed and started vomiting. Chris was oblivious to this. He continued to speak with a tone of superiority. "If you want to throw a tantrum, do it on your own. Don't drag Caleb's girlfriend into this. They agreed to meet their parents to discuss and decide on their wedding date. Now, she's nowhere to be found!