Faking A Smile Quotes Novels & Stories

my voice grew hoarser and my wolf immediately sprang to life. “Please, don’t make me throw up. I wasn’t talking about that.” He pretended to be nauseous “I’m talking about making her comfortable in your presence. That’s why I get a few smiles while you only manage to scare her, you know? Act like her friend. Offer her some smiles…” "Smiles?" I scoffed.

I traced a constellation with a glint in my eyes, “It’s my motto, maybe you should make it yours too” I tilted my head to give him a genuine smile. I saw his wheels turning in his head for a while through his green orbs, then he broke into small chuckles, shaking his head. I blinked my eyes as to why he was laughing. We were talking serious things right before he began chortling. Did I say something funny? “Why’re you laughing?” I asked. He silenced his chuckles to look at me biting his lips preventing any more. “No wonder you were called the ‘Quote Schmuck’” he quoted.

It took Halle a few seconds for the words to register, her lips pursed and she nodded with false confidence. “I know,” She smiled, speaking like she had intentionally put chips into her beautiful hair that was always a nightmare to wash. Fake it till you make it, she thought as her cheeks began to burn and hurt from her fake smile. “I…put it there,” She said. Halle saw the makings of a smile on the man’s lips before he gave his usual stiff nod and then turned around to leave. Halle let out a breath she didn’t even know she was holding in and turned around in the direction of the loudly giggling woman inside her room.

the man declared firmly, while Sally's face turned into a grimace of displeasure, which she tried to simulate with a smile so as not to show her discomfort. Everything can be faked. Joy, pain, hatred, sickness, recovery... even love. Donald Sutherland.

Harvey shakes his head; finishing the beer inside the bottle he’s holding with just one last sip. “Why are you smiling?” Lucan turns to me with his eyebrows signaling curiosity. Man, I didn’t even notice that I’m smiling. I try to stop my lips from smiling, “No, I’m not.” “Yes, you are.” My smiling then turn into laughing. “Is it bad to smile?” “No, but it looks like you have something in your mind that you would like to tell us?” I just shake my head to say no. No, I don’t have something in my mind that I would like to share. Because I don’t want to tell them that they all look like love-sick fools to me now.

I've heard it somewhere, somehow, I just couldn't exactly remember. “ Nice to meet you too Miss Banks”, I said, also faking my own smile. She widened her smile and I widened mine, she widened hers again and I widened mine again, again she widened the fake smile, almost to the point of tearing her lips and I just couldn't keep up, so I gave up, loosing the battle of the game of smiles; fake smiles. “ So, are you having a good time?” She asked, taking back her hand.

‘Jane calling’ it read with a photograph of a beautiful girl with a large, clearly pregnant belly. "Just a minute," he said as he walked off. I looked towards him, the smile never leaving my lips. This is a trick I learned after my mother died. As a child, did you ever have adults tell you everything will be alright when you knew nothing would? Well, I did—a lot of them. Dimple taught me this trick then, that if I wanted to be left alone, without their insincere comments, I should simply fake a smile. "Let the smile not leave your face, even when your heart is tearing to pieces," she told me. It came in handy again that day. With the smile on my face, I looked at my fiancé, talking to his pr

TIARA'S POV "Your frustration is visible from miles away," says Celina coming to my side. Passing smiles toward people looking are ous While she was smiling gracefully, mine was awkward. "I am dragged without my will. So what else do you expect? You know I can't just fake a smile." I say as I pass a fake smile to a woman looking at me from top to bottom and rolling her eyes at the end. A laugh left Celina's lips. "This can't be the only reason for your frustration," she said eyeing me with a wink and I just rolled my eyes.

That couldn't be right. James' lips curled into a sardonic smile. "You don't seem thrilled. Having second thoughts?" As if. I forced a laugh, bright and brittle, stretching my lips into the widest, fakest smile I could muster. "I'm ecstatic! I just didn't expect you to actually keep your word for once."

I offered her a smile and hoped the ingenuity of the smile wasn't obvious. She mirrored my smile before turning back to Aaron. "You think this is going to work?" she whispered. "I just hope it does," he replied in a similar tone. Kathy turned to me and I pretended as though I hadn't heard them. We continued to walk through the park and I soon got tired and bored of it all, there were other people around us. Families, couples, kids, friends, and they all had wide smiles plastered on their faces. I began to feel disgusted with all of them. Why were people so fake? How could people so easily pretend like they had no issues and everything was okay? What was there to laugh about? Why was I the on