Eyeroll Stories

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.

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

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!]

This book is about all the things we hate, our pet peeves and things that annoy us to no end. There will obviously be slightly explicit language, so don't read if it will cause offence. There are two writers on this book, and we will make clear who is writing and who isn't. Have fun reading, and if you have a pet peeve, tell us and we will write about it.

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.

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.

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

It's been almost a year since Greg and Wirt returned home from the Unknown. She, too, was returned to her family and had successfully turned 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.

Just some of my thoughts

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

⚠️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....

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.

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.

⚠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

I continue throwing pebbles at his window, a grin on my face. He finally opens his window, glaring at me. "What do you want Matthews?" "I have a really important question! It's a matter of life and death!" "What?" "Do you have a cat?" "Oh my god, you're so annoying... just... go to sleep." "But-" "Go to sleep." he says with a small smile. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Annoying. Weird. Maybe a little bit sassy. Frost Matthews makes a sad day become a happy one. No matter how annoying she can be, she never fails to make someone smile. But then there's Nova Hurkins. The cold, heartless popular boy at Fareview high. His heart was broken by his one and only, 'true love'. He's always found Frost's annoying self, well, annoying. He can't stand her at all. She's warming his cold heart, slowly but surely. And even though he can't stand her, he just can't stay away from her annoying self. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ this book is stupid. beware. \\CRINGE ALERT// [ UNEDITED ]

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

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.

Was it really a dream, or could it be something much, much more? Yes, this is a true OTGW (and infinite eyerolls) fanfic XD Try it out, see if you like it. If you do, keep reading, vote, and comment!! If you don't... Then sorry, I'm not a wizard, I can't make everyone happy C: Basic summary: When the two brothers finally travel back to where it all started, they end up discovering truths about the Unknown, and even some about their own home.

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