Don't Act Like I'm Average Novels & Stories

Even if he’s someone so rich like he’s breathing money everywhere, he won’t spend that big just for a whore who’s not even special. I had a fair share of suitors. I had boyfriends, and most of them told me I was likable enough, lovely. But I know better. I can be called lovely but I know a lot of girls are much prettier than me. I’m what people call the “average”.

Just simple silence. But please don't mistake me for some pessimist who enjoys wallowing in misery. Honestly, it irritates me as well. No, this isn’t about pessimism; it’s all about simple honesty. Look around you for a moment. Everyone is playing pretend. They laugh too loud, they smile too wide, and they whisper to themselves that they’re special, that their lives mean something, and that they have value, but it’s a lie.

That’s not a location that screams love and romance to me. I also know this bastard, and he doesn’t have the capacity to think of anyone but himself. The problem is he talks a good game. He has that suave countenance that lures people in and makes them think he shits rainbows and puppies or some fucked up bullshit. I don’t know. I never once fell under his spell, and I don’t honestly know what made me so different from them. I could have been the drugs, as I never touched them, or perhaps they just needed someone to tell them their fucked up ideas were A ok to him.

he finally says. "What?" "Does everything have to mean more than it is? Can't I just be nice to you?" I let out a breath, shaking my head. "That’s exactly the problem," I say. "People don't just play nice to me unless they want something. And you? You act like this is nothing, like I’m nothing, and then you do things like this." I shake my head. "This isn't how people who feel nothing act." His expression shifts slightly. "Then, how do they act?"

Avery P.O.V. I need to go here and tell them how I feel. I should deserve to be closer and hear their side of the story. I should give them something before I reject them. I don’t want to, but I will set them free from a loser who isn’t good for nothing. I am not strong, I am weak. I am not beautiful, but I am average-looking. I am not the tallest, but I do get a big heart.

Like, I don’t care he’s here. I aim to act like him and blank his presence. Give him a taste of his own medicine. Even if I am having another internal meltdown and my bodily functions are going berserk. “It’s just that….Uhh, Kay…”

"I took him up on his challenge on a whim. Fortunately, luck was on my side and I didn't like the way he humiliate our country." "You're too humble, Mr. Woods. I saw it clearly. You are unstoppable, just like a King who led his millions of mens. Every obstacle you face was like nothing but a flea. Your abilities are equal to that of a grandmasters. You're being noticed by saying it was due to luck!" "I'm just really an average. I came to this Activity Center to sign my wife up for her Chess lessons. I want to find her a teacher." Lauren martin stared at Jate in bewilderment. "Do such low profile people till exist today? Someone like him is calling himself an average?"

"Just shut up and don't have to interfere with my business too much, you idiot!" "I'm not being stupid, I just feel sorry for you. How could you just let him go? Come on, everyone knows that you really, really like him. Instead of you always being like this, you better take the initiative first. I'm just sorry to see your gloomy face because of the closeness of the two of them. Don't you realize that your current face looks like a face that hasn't been fed for a year? You can't lie to yourself, you idiot!" "DON'T KNOW YOURSELF?"

I prayed in my mind. "What are you staring at me for?! You better get to work, Ms. Eder!" he shouted. "R-right away!" I called, flustered. I couldn't believe that I was dazed like that. I took the first contract and lowered my head, hoping not to meet his gaze anymore. It was so idiotic of me… "I was supposed to be "the average and hardworking" type, and not "the totally dumb" one! I never acted like that before, even when I met some super handsome actors from TV shows! I have to snap out of it now!" I scolded myself in my thoughts.

The more you give away of yourself the lesser man you become. This brings me to another word. Unreasonable. That is probably the best way to describe how I acting. I have never been unreasonable in business or in life, at least that is how I feel. There might be a string of women who think far otherwise and now I can add Ava to this list. But it is time to push Ava to the side of my mind, and it seems to be Joseph that rips my thought back to the present as he can barely contain his excitement, “Fuck I can't wait to see some pussy in my face.”