Novel & Cerita Face Fart

I felt like tossing myself in a shark-infested sea. “Yes. You did.” He broke into laughter. “No—I don’t recall doing any of that.” I defended myself. “That’s because you were dead asleep.” He retorted laughingly. “In my defense, everyone farts. It’s biology.” I tried to explain while trying so hard not to stab myself due to the embarrassment that was coursing through me. “True. But do you know what everyone doesn’t do?” He had stopped laughing. “Go on, tell me.” I swallowed the last lump of embarrassment.

And the silly idea just pops right in my head, right at the time Calhoun shifts his attention from me to his cooking. Pushing my fists through the pockets of my denim trousers, I whistle a song, suck in my butt so hard until I can't anymore, then I release it and fart so loud that it sounds like a groaning old man who was forced to exercise. Calhoun flinches like he saw a ghost, snaps his head in my direction with eyes raised in their sockets. Suddenly I wish I hadn't forced a fart right out of my butt. Because he's laughing so hard right now.

He stops right in front of me. Close. Very close. Too close. “Why are you moving away?” he asks softly. “Because you are doing THE FACE.” “What face?” “The… the K-drama male lead face.” “I’m not doing a face.” “You are absolutely doing a face.” “I’m standing normally.” “You’re standing MENACINGLY.” He tilts his head slightly. “And what if I am?” OH NO. OH NO NO NO. He’s doing it again. The Almost-Confession Face™.

* inserts teary eyed face emoji * Sam: Not if you wanna join me on an assassination mission Me: Hard pass. Don't want to be gassed by you Sam: I am so close to blocking you, nerd * sends huff angry emoji a dozen times * Me: Try blocking the gas tubes instead XD Sam: * inserts middle finger *

How could I ever help anyone else over you? Then he turned to me, his voice laced with frustration as he said, "Magnolia, I know you're afraid of your birth father finding you and selling you off for some cash. "But if you just tell us the truth, Nev and I will help you. What you shouldn't do is make a scene at my grandmother's birthday banquet and falsely accuse Nev. "Nev is gracious enough not to hold it against you. I suggest you stop while you can." Hearing this, the crowd's gazes toward me turned even harsher.

Carrie It was from me. I farted. But you know what? I am not embarrassed. Even though my eyes are closed right now, I am barely embarrassed. I know the fart was a moment-ruiner. But hear me out… It was for the best. I say so because I finally found that tiny part of me that didn’t want that moment to happen. So, now that I am back to my senses I should gently walk out and pretend nothing happened. “Where are you going?” In conjunction with the sternness in his voice, Alessandro’s hold on my waist refused to budge and I opened my eyes. “We are not done.”

Still, it wouldn’t leave me. When the artist finally turned the paintings around, Elara gasped in horror. Her caricature exaggerated everything. Her nose was huge, her expression looked like a puffed-up rooster. I laughed so hard my eyes watered, clutching my sides. Then he showed mine. It was even worse. My elegant posture looked stiff and snooty, my face stretched into something prim and ridiculous. Elara doubled over, laughing until tears streamed down her cheeks. We left the stall carrying our embarrassing portraits, the paper crinkling in my hands, still giggling like kids.

“Disgusting. I’d rather die.” My face burned as shame flooded through every part of me until I could barely breathe. Thorn joined in. “Exactly. Tomorrow, the whole pack sees this, and they’ll be laughing for weeks. ‘Remember when Faye got stuck in a dress because she’s too fat to fit anything?’ Classic.” Something inside me snapped.

Facade /fəˈsɑːd/ a deceptive outward appearance. "her flawless public facade masked private despair" ___________________________________________________________________________ 4 / 08 / 2021 “Come on , 2 more!” I whisper yell to myself. I yell just loud enough for everyone a few feet from me can hear ; however , it will just pass by them. No body cares here , I could be screaming so loud that my lungs would be deprived of air yet still , no one will even look my way. Letting my hands fall to my side in exhaustion , I relax my head against the cushioned seat. As tired as I am , I let my lips curl into an exhausted smile.

He continued again. I see, I haven't even entered school yet, I've become a laughing stock. It's always like this, in my life Dika is the only other person who doesn't laugh at my voice after my family. Inner Adel frowned. Suddenly, a hand stretched out in front of Adel, who was still bowed shyly. Then slowly Adel looked up to find out who owned that hand, “I'm Fathan, you? I think we are new students, right,” said Fathan, who was none other than the guy who laughed at Adel just now.