Amelia Bedelia Quotes Novels & Stories

We stepped from the balcony and began to descend from the giant staircase, every single eye in the room glued to us. It was then Aela decided to speak up and provide her infinite wisdom. "Keep your eyes ahead of you." Aela whispered in my head. I nearly rolled my eyes, "Why are you whispering? No one else can hear you." "Shh, just focus. You don't want to fall." Aela hushed me. Again, I stifled a groan. I wasn't worried about falling before. "You're not helping me, Aela." A grimace almost fell on my face, "Smile, Bella! You don't want to look constipated. But don't smile too wide, you'll look like you're off your rocker."

before she ever said my name with love. I had earned every inch of her trust with scraped knees, bedtime stories, and burnt cookies and it began when I rescued her from a bad guy. But Estelle? She stepped in like she hadn’t missed five years of that little girl’s life. And Amelia was drinking it in. Estelle leaned in conspiratorially. “You know, if I hadn’t gone abroad, I would’ve taught you cheerleading. You’ve got such elegant legs. You’d be a natural.” Amelia blushed, giggling. “Really?”

"She was just a kid. She believed in what we were doing." "Belief isn't permanent," Mirabel said, settling beside her. "It's like perfume. Fades. Changes." "You're disturbingly philosophical for someone eating mango." "I'm layered." Bella looked back at the screen. "Do you think... if I'd spent more time with her, checked in more-" "No," Mirabel cut her off. "You're not a god. You don't hold the scales of every soul who comes through those doors." Bella let the silence settle. Then: "She quoted me once. Said I gave her hope."

"Right, well, I don't want to waste time so I'll introduce myself and call everyone at random and ask them to stand as I question them about themselves. Okay? Okay. "So once again, my name is Amelia, Bedivere being my husband's last name. I'm 33 and I've been teaching english for almost a decade now. My favorite book at the moment is The Very Hungry Caterpillar because it brings my five year old daughter to sleep in an instant." she smiled fondly, "I also very much enforce discipline so, Mr. Late, take note," she pointed to the said being, "and please stand." He knit his brows, "What?"

I found it soothing to discuss what I wanted to tell her about. I said, “I think it’s time you met my family, Amelia.” I felt her stiffen beside me. My arms were around her, and I utilized them to pull her even closer. I said, “Yes, I want to take you home to meet my family and my pack.” She swallowed. “What if they don’t like me?” she said looking at a spot above the television. “What if I’m not enough?” “No, Amelia. Please don’t think that way. You’re more than enough. You’re smart, brave, beautiful and feisty as hell and you make one of the most delicious spaghetti and meatballs ever.”

Amelia paused before continuing. “I knowwwwww…. Just because he’s paying her a little attention now, she’s acting all high and mighty! She's forgotten where her pitiful ass came from! I swear! She’s been hopping from one man’s bed to another… what a slut!," Amelia screeched, her tone dripping with venom.

“Guess my stomach didn’t get the memo.” Amelia handed her the glass. “Sip. Slow. Don’t gulp.” Ariana obeyed, taking tiny sips, then leaned back against the counter, breathing deeply. “Ugh… I swear, if I ever smell coffee again, I’ll throw myself off the balcony.” Amelia smirked. “Good thing I made decaf for you. The real stuff’s for me.” Ariana cracked a faint smile. “You’re a lifesaver.” “Please,” Amelia said, waving it off. “You’re doing all the hard work. I’m just the breakfast fairy.”

Stella commented as she walked to them, "Really? That's great dear. I am so proud of you." Amelia just smiled a little. Joyce, Bella's Mom got near, "You two must be tired. Get freshen up and come for dinner." Nodding at her, they got freshen up and walked to their small dining area. When the topic of Amelia's job brought up again, Joyce said, "It's good to see you succeed dear. And you Bell, when are you going to be little bit serious about your life?" Bella shoved a spoonful of her food in her mouth and said in a frustrated voice, "Mom not again, please."

I don't understand when she talk I feel like my heart beat racing and wind catch its speed like it calling me to wake up my friend name is amelia she is perfect girl. she Carring,full of energy, her cooking is unmatchable , she is loving ,cute and bueatifull. she is the girl you can't resist and want to get married amelia:- hi I want to ask something me:- what is that you look so serious tell me did something bothering you amelia:- my father is rich you know that right. and he searching man for me me:- that nice so what happen

Abigail continued, staring daggers at Rendy. Rendy continued to look between Abigail and Claire, clearly flustered. Bella could only manage a nervous smile, trying to nudge Abigail to stop talking as she noticed Claire's growing irritation. However, Abigail ignored Bella's warning and pressed on. "If you're planning to find a partner, just get to know Aunty Bella. She's still single. Plus, she's a really nice person, and just look at her—she's so beautiful!" Abigail was promoting Bella, causing her to smile awkwardly.