Dont Act Like Im 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”.

I asked him and he laughed out loud. “That’s insane! Your imagination is superb!” He beamed. I smiled and shook my head. “People will think of you as a kind and nice guy because that’s what they see. People see the surface, unless they get to get deeper.” He smiled. “Well, I’m ordinary.” He started. “I’m not pretending to be something I’m not. But I’m nothing but Knight. I mean, I’m a normal nerd who likes to study more than have friends.”

*Giggles* I admit I make efforts to be invisible, I don’t know why but I am kind of used to it. There isn’t really much to say about me, I am the good girl, the poster child for good behaviour. Straight As with the occasional B+ that happened only once. Um, yeah, I think that’s all there is to know about me. Now I’m the one rambling. Lol. I ramble a lot when I am nervous, you are making me nervous. Lol.

I get that there's stuff going on in my life right now, but that doesn't mean I don't want to be there for my best friend when something amazing happens to him. I facepalm myself for being such an idiot. "Sorry, I just assumed, you know... Never mind. What's up, Brent?" I sound like a damn loser, but even that doesn't bother me. Being away from everyone for so long has made me kind of a loner, and every time I interact with someone, I act like an awkward teenager. People may call me many things, but Alpha can't be that anymore; I wouldn't know how to act even if I wanted to. "We need your help..."

I’m waiting for thе signal. I dоn’t mееt eyes with аnуоnе. I just pretend I’m іn my оwn wоrld, lіkе thе rest оf thіѕ сіtу dоеѕ. Nо оnе рауѕ аnу аttеntіоn. This ‘being nоrmаl’ асt іѕ easier thаn I thought.

Tucker Normally I don't attack my workouts with the ferociousness I'm attacking this one with today. Most of the guys I typically get in the department gym with will tell you I'm level. I jog at a consistent pace; I don't go fast then slow, I don't lift heavy then light. Always level-headed, always the median. That's me.

"I'm sure you would realize that anyone is better than that scam.” "Even when I'm not comparing, things just don't work out! "I grumbled, hitting my feet hard on the ground. "I just wanted to know how to relate as an ordinary person. I just wanted not to create expectations or be afraid to act as I really am. I wanted to...”

My case seemed worse than hers, the only person that wasn’t picked by any team and just automatically landed in the last tier. I feel more than a little slighted, I understood why he didn’t want me on his team, however, the other teams seem to think they were too good for me. I wasn’t going to accept this. “I can’t just quit like this, I have to know…” I say turning right around, heading back in the direction I came in. My grandmother used to tell me being average was okay, I shouldn’t aim to be the best, even the last was fine, as long as I didn’t aim to be the best.

My fingers trembled as I slid the paper out. Ava, the letter began. I’m not good at talking thing. You know that. But if you’re reading this, it means I’ve realized that being the "bad boy" is exhausting. It’s a mask. You’re the only person who looks at me and sees the guy I actually want to be. Don't give up on me yet.

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?"