Eyerolls Stories

⚠HUGE WARNING TO WHOEVER READS THIS!!!⚠ THIS IS T.R.A.S.H!! THE HOLIEST OF THE HOLY WOULD CUSS AND HAVE A HEART ATTACK!! Sorry about that, but just know, if somebody has a heart attack from this book then.... IT WASNT ME!! nOW on to the story.... °~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~°~° He nodded his head in understanding, "Was that you singing Family Guy's theme song or was it a dying camel? " he joked. I scoffed, "Are you trying to say I can't sing? " He presses a hand on his chest, his delicious, muscular, toned chest, where his heart is, feigning innocence, "Who? Me? Never." If only I had something to throw at this guy. It isn't as if I haven't heard that one already. "I sound like a sexy hyena. Not a camel you asshat." I restated his statement and he guffawed. This asshat. "You're funny, you know that? " he inquired after his laughing fit. "I know. I'm just so awesome. " I boasted, brushing imaginary lint from my shoulders. "I bet you had a lot of friends at your old school." "Heh, I wasn't popular. " I say and he stares at me in disbelief. "Really now? How could that be possible? You've got the looks and the attitude. " I'll take that as a compliment. P.S :- Does this count as a blurb??? P.P.S :- I'm praying for your health. And for god to give you strength Most Impressive Ranking #178 - Awkward Other Rankings #288 - Sarcasm #675 - Firststory #81 -Fransiscolachowski #3 - Eyerolls

It's been almost a year since Greg and Wirt returned home from the Unknown. She too was returned to her family, successfully turning everyone back to humans. It's been almost a year and she hasn't stopped thinking about a certain boy who once wore a red cone on his head. And she was going to do something about it. (Also on Fanfiction.net) [UPDATE 3/3017: WILL BE WORKED ON AGAIN. LINK TO NEW STORY IS ON THE LAST CHAPTER!]

Wattpad is just infiltrated with cliche's and cheesy shit, so here's a book where you get the pleasure of reading my bitchy complaints about them (: I also request topics if you want.

This is just going to be a rant thing.. For when I'm mad and I can't talk to anyone.

A one shot about Wirt seeing Beatrice again, except that Beatrice is a human, and Wirt's become a train wreck. Inspired by the song The Lightning Strikes (What If This Storm Ends?) by Snow Patrol.

One very embarrassing, awkward yet empty girl living life... Nothing changes until she meets him.

I'll say this once. I'll say this twice. I'll say this a million times if I have to. You do not want to be a book character. And I hear the whiny voice of an annoying person asking, why? I'll give you the answer. Maybe it's not so bad for the other sectors but when you're the main character in a book exploding with clichés and written by a writer with an empty space for a brain, let me tell you this one thing. It straight up sucks. Welcome to my life. Cue explosion sounds in the background that represent my life. And yes, I am that dramatic.

⚠️UNDER HEAVY EDITING⚠️ How much do you think your life can change within Twenty Four Hours? ~ Meet Emily Grayson: Funny, smart, sarcastic, pretty, and most especially kind. The best part is that she never gets angry... or is it a bad thing? What happens when she's pushed to do things she's never done before? What happens when lives are on the line and only she can save them? What if even after giving her all she still can't save everybody? Well good questions cause the answers are all ready, but remember, not all good questions have good answers....

This is story about highschool life. Regina George and her group helped me make this so one of the characters is named after her! I hope you enjoy and comment if you want a chapter 2

The squad book duh.

La balle me touche violemment dans l'épaule et je m'écrase au sol. J'entends déjà Louis courir vers moi. - " Bah putain, tu fais pas du football pour rien toi. Allez arrête de simuler Dixon" Je me relève difficilement et lui montre mon majeur, je me dirige vers les vestiaires, m'attendant à ce qu'ils soient vides je ne fais pas attention. Après 2 minutes je me retourne afin d'utiliser le miroir et c'est à ce moment que je remarque une blonde. -" C'est toi Sasha ?" me demande-t-elle. J'affirme -" Tu veux quoi ?" -" T'es sensé me montrer l'école je suis nouvelle." Je laisse échapper un petit rire, pas que ça à faire moi. Je lui souris, montre le vestiaire d'un geste de mains et lui dit - " Voici les vestiaires, tu t'en sortiras solo pour le reste" Sur ces mots je quitte les vestiaires.

She went to this strict religious school; made the former bullies her best friends; laughed like a baby and acted as dumbly as a stupid. Once u take a step inside her school, u see restrictions here and there, but does the teen heart want to stay locked up in the ribcage? The high school drama begins, once the little teen heart flies away to explore, along with 20 more little hearts of Lakehead. Witness the magic of friendship, love, unity, unknown feelings, hatred and jealousy packed inside one small area of Bangladesh. And at the end, let the Angels win

❝ 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒎𝒚 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒊 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒆 , 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒊 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆. 𝑼𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑰 𝒎𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ❞

So I kind of got this idea from TheShipMaster1 and their story Ahsoka and Plo - Oneshots. Please go check that out if you haven't. It's super good. So this is basically just Ahsoka going through the clone wars if she were Plo Koon's Padawan.

Just some of my thoughts

Aimi isn't really a thing with boys, but the new student, is a burst of 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮.

I just hate it when human beings annoy me. It sucks when it is petty stuff that you can't tell anyone as well. Big debates or petty arguments, all my rants will be typed up into here.

"That's none of your business." "So what are we gonna do then...?" "Except being total assholes to eachother?" For a school project, Robyn Hill has to work together with Blake Moore, a guy she can't stand. When things tend to get better, his secrets cause problems. Eventually she has to do him a favor that will turn her life upside down.

Down deep in the midst of mystery and wonder lies a place few have seen. A place where frogs sing reveries of beauty and lost pilgrims. A place where children go to play and wayward souls go to wander. A mysterious place, called the Unknown. Where long-forgotten wishes wipe away canon endings and bring forth better, darker and more emotional adventures than ever before.