Bart Has 6 Cool Sayings Novels & Stories

“Don’t you think that’s fucking weird?” “Language,” Celeste sings. Bart grabs a suitcase and loads it into the trunk. “Who the hell knows? The guy is the personification of weird.” “But don’t you think—” Robin starts. “Let it go, Robin,” Bart says, slamming the trunk shut. The harshness of his voice startles not only me but also Celeste and Robin. Robin stares at him with parted lips, looking as if he’d like to say more, but when he takes a breath to speak, Bart cuts him short.

She yelled. "You look more cute when angry , my name is Mark and I was wondering if we could be friends ? " Mark said and gave her a charming smile that girls couldn't resist. "Sure , so you can f**k around with me ? Do I look dumb ? I know Guys like you , you get close to a girl get under her panties , just so you know I have a big brother he will beat you up to a pulp if I told him about you so stay away from me brainless fool " Barbie said plainly and resumed walking.

"What do you mean? I'm really not good at art, Lucy." Lucy smiled. "That's not true. You're just not confident in your abilities. But I believe in you, Barbie. You're an amazing person, and I know you can do anything you set your mind to." Barbie looked at Lucy skeptically. "Really? You think so? I mean I put my mind to get into Harvard and here I am, being roomed with not just one, but three f**king boys"

-Barbara "You are very bossy."- Li Jun, She frowns, reading Dante's words. "Sorry!"-Barbara. The juice in Dante's mouth spit out, he wasn't expecting that, Jayden looked at him. "She said sorry." Dante is surprised, he can't believe that Barbara is humble. "Are you there?"-Barbara "I was just thinking, if you will say that to me, facially."- Li Jun. "Are you calling me a brat?"-Barbara

How annoying. Bart made his way up to Aaron's car. "Get out," Bart said flatly. "Quite fond of those words, aren't you?" Aaron quipped. Bart opened the door of the car and, hovering over the prince, he said, "If so much as a hair on her head is harmed, I will personally make it my mission in life to see you lose the crown." Aaron laughed. "I didn't think you wanted to be a prince, Arden." "I have no interest in your crown, Your Highness. We both know, though, that you weren't exactly daddy's first choice."

She replied and that was the end of that topic. We spent the rest of the lunch time laughing at lame people and mocking low class students that kept embarrassing themselves. "Hey barmy!" Ava yelled at a girl trying to stuff her doughnuts at the same time into her mouth. According to Ava, barmy is like a British phrase for a stupid or crazy person. "Take it a little easy on yourself, of your parents can't afford a doughnut they can't possibly afford a good hospital you know..." She said and almost everybody in the cafeteria burst out laughing.

Baba Tunde gazed at Agnes with a warm smile, his eyes filled with wisdom that seemed to transcend time. He began to share with her the ancient proverbs about birds and freedom, their words floating in the air like a gentle breeze. "Listen closely, Agnes," he said, his voice carrying the weight of ages. "In the realm of birds, there is profound wisdom." "A bird does not sing because it has an answer; it sings because it has a song," Baba Tunde began, his eyes twinkling with knowledge. "This proverb teaches us to embrace our unique gifts and talents, to express ourselves without fear, just as the birds sing their songs with joy."

Bart said. All three of us shook hands with Bart and as we were driving back to the barn, Bart said, "You know Britt, you are an impressive and brave girl. You make a lot of sense when you speak. I'm not sure my daughters would like seeing me skinny dip with them, but I think I'm willing to try it." "Bart, do you ever walk around your home in the mornings and evening in your boxers?" "Why do you ask Brit?" "I was going to suggest if you don't you should. That way you can break the ice with your family being that you are the only male."

“It’s how rich people say, ‘I want that,’ without sounding like a little kid.” Poppy opened her mouth. Closed it again. Then looked at Barbie. “He’s not a little kid,” she said finally. “He’s really big.” I held back a smile behind my mug. “A fairly accurate statement.” “And he’s kind.” “Because?” “Because he gave me a coat. With gold buttons.” She placed Barbie on the table, then smoothed the doll’s skirt with her little fingers. “Bad people give... broccoli.” “Wow. So I’m an international-level villain.”

“I know we were only sparring to see improvements in skills, so there was no need to exert any magic or astra. But you were actually intentionally prolonging the spar.” “I was?” “Your grin a few seconds ago tells everything. I understand in an actual battle, you would want to preserve as much astra or mana as possible. But you, you were enjoying the fight and wanted to go on for longer. That is not a good attitude to have. We shall stop here and I want you to learn to change that attitude.” Bart said before he covered his mouth with his free hand. “Oh my, I really sounded like a coach just now. Forgive me.” He said with a bow.