Hey Put On A Happy Face Novels & Stories

Dancing like a happy kid holding a lollipop. He tried to stop me by pulling my hands." I was happy walking when Singto came next to my side and pulled my hand. " why?" I asked. " Wanna join me to have coffee ?" He asked " Nope I don't want to be late," I said " Be positive and keep smiling, "I added as tapped his shoulder. He looked strange, what's wrong with him? I walked straight to my boss's office but before I entered I compose myself and worn the biggest smile I can wear.

Thank God! Screw candles, lanterns are the new black anyway! Harper cleared his throat nervously, probably wondering if I had gone into shock. "Um, I know it's not much. I was just so confused and I di-" "I love it. Wow. I love it." I cut him off and turned to look at him. His face lit up the entire house, as cliché as that sounds, and it made me very happy. I felt myself returning his smile like second nature now.

𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒕'𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒘𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒇𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒓 𝒖𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒚. ♠ ••• 𝐀 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐞𝐫. Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Tobyyyy, happy birthday to you. Hip hip hip!!! Hooray!!! Camera clicks Laughters and more smiles.

“Mama, dada, no sad! Happy!” I forced a smile, pulling him into a tight hug. “You’re right, baby. We’re happy.” Kai’s hand settled on my shoulder, his thumb tracing small circles against my skin. “We are!” He agreed quietly. And for now, that was enough.

Hayden, a grown man, was wearing a pig hat with a childish smile. But…if this makes him happy, I guess it isn’t so bad. We humans seek what makes us happy after all. Exploring until we achieve what makes us feel fulfilled. It’s just a little odd, since I’m sure he is not into this kind of stuff. “Let’s get a picture in the photo booth!” I said, figuring it was the least I could do after he dragged me here. He hesitated, then nodded. “Sure.” We got into the booth, and I instructed him to look at the camera, and goodness, his smile was so stiff that it looked like he was in pain.

I smiled at him, the expression on my face probably more of a grimace than anything. "Well isn't it obvious," Tried to sound upbeat. "I need a job and you're going to give me one. Hopefully."

he said while eyeing me. Listening to him I saw him with happy eyes and asked “really.” Now the whole room will be mine for a week. Seeing my face he eyed me angrily. Jane, you need to control your emotions, don't let him know you are happy. “Really,” this time I said it with a sad face.

“What are you observing?” His cheeks rose. “My beautiful little cousin—happy, and if I’m completely honest, rather satiated, too.” I shook my head as I peeled back the yogurt’s lid. “Am I wearing a sign or were we too loud?” He laughed. “Neither. I just like seeing you happy. Really happy. I’m not sure I’ve ever seen you glow like that—ever.”

She says, disconnecting the call. I slump onto the counter and take a deep breath. I let the cold surface soothe my running head for a bit before I get up to dress myself in a cute outfit for the bar. As much as I would like Jenna’s mood to be contagious, I don’t seem to get into it. I do my best to force up a happy mask, to the extent that my face starts hurting. “So, what got you in this happy mood?” I ask, and she grins like a little girl holding her favorite ice cream.

His pitch was raised in fake offence and then he twisted his face in a weird crazy clown face that made me laugh. “If the shoe fits.... No one can always be happy every second of the day. It has to be one of the two or....” I left the sentence hanging as I shook my head. “Or what?” he probed bending his knees to look me in the eye with a creased brow. “Or you are into one of those religions that believe in always being happy and having a good day.” I stepped around him to get to the kitchen window. I took two plates and walked to the table areas.