Danielle Rose Russell Height Novels & Stories

The closest one to her was an African American girl with short cut hair, she had hazel eyes with a hint of green in them, her face was well rounded with a rounded nose and thin lips, and she was the tallest girl in the group looking to be around 5'9. The girl next to her had to be the cutest thing I had ever seen standing at 5'3, with dark red hair and dark green eyes on a heart-shaped face. She had a baby face but an air of maturity around her. The girl next to her was a caramel-coloured girl with black hair and brown eyes and full lips, she looked around Rose’s height and age. “Is that her?” The redhead said with a disgusted look on her face. “Guys, This Rosabelle,” Ava introduced her and

"Happy? Besides Audrey, I can also plant roses for you." Her hair was deliberately taken care of, giving a gust of fragrance, smothering Jeffrey to turn his head. He recalled my messy hair sweating as I worked in the garden. I held a hoe almost as tall as myself every day and wore wide overalls. When I saw him coming, I stood up and laughed. I was just like a kangaroo. He had seen what a real flower girl was like, which was why he was disgusted by Joanna now. Thinking of this, Jeffrey frowned in disgust and pushed away the neatly dressed Joanna.