Kay well this is just a REALLY random story I came up with for school. It was meant to be a short story but that failed and its more like the kind I can make into a book on here so I'm gonna do that. Ummm... Like all my stories it has no real plot, I just based the characters of my friends and all that shiz. Hope you like it, and please comment if u want more! <3
(I hope its not too short >.<)
Chapter 1: I think Clover is insane
“Yeeeeaaaah… NO.”
"Aww but Bella!”
“Aww but Clovey!” I mock her. The girl wants to borrow some movie about a boy band for our super-mega-sleepover-of-awesomeness. I don’t like boy bands: they annoy me, especially when girls fawn over them .It’s pathetic.
“Wait. You hate boy bands too… don’t you?” I’m sure she doesn’t! She is so against living amongst layers upon layers of glossy, thin paper in the form of posters.
“Mayyyybeeeee… But I still think we should get it.” She adds that last part on hurriedly, trying - and failing - to get me to put it in the bag.
“Why?!”
“Um… NEVER MIND!” Clover yells before running off to a different part of the store. Man, what was I thinking when I befriended this thing?!
As I wander past all the shelves of documentaries, I glance at my mental check list of supplies. We already had some food in the car, including ice-cream, so we have to hurry before it melts. Clover also wants to go to the second-hand store, I don’t know why but she insisted. Then we just need to go home and get everything ready.
Running up to me, Clover starts chanting the title of her favourite movie; Chucky.
“Nonononono! We are NOT getting that creepy doll again! Remember last time!?” I seriously hated seeing it.
Clover doesn’t seem to hear my words and just keeps chanting. I need to teach her fearless mind some manners. Suddenly her singing stopped and she looked me dead in the eye. 1… 2… 3… 4. That’s how long she always does that for. Then she speaks in a deadly low voice.
“You didn’t watch the whole thing last time, Chucky still isn’t your friend.” Yep, there it was. Very creepy. I roll my eyes and take the movie from her.
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Walking out of the op shop, the warm air hits me hard. Also a small child.
“Hurry up Bella! You’re so slow! My ice-cream needs me!”
“I hate you. This physical exercise is making my brain go foggy” I protest.
“Love you too!” She replies. Typical Clover.
“Oh- sorry” ha-ha, oops. I should really stop bumping into small children. I finally weave past them all and reach Clover, who is already at the car.
“DAYUM!” What was that for!?
“Uh… Clove? Clooover…” I question her.
“Mmmhhmmmmmm?” I get to the back of the car to find Clover drinking melted mint-choc-chip ice-cream with it all over her face.
“Gimme that! What did I tell you about drinking ice-cream?!” Yes, she has done this many times before.
“To find you then steal the baby wipes out of your handbag? Duh” Clover says like it’s so obvious. I sigh. She never learns.
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The Tales of the Troublesome Ones (ON HOLD)
HumorMeet four best friends; Bella, Clover, Nelly and Lorri. Journey with them as they laugh their way through their problems and make their insanely boring schooling kinda (well, not really) fun! AN:I wrote the first chapter for school. It was meant t...
