How Pretty Am I Scientifically Novels & Stories

Even if we don't say it, it's certainly obvious that a lot of people love pretty faces and people these days are really invested into today's beauty standards. If you're pretty, everyone will love you, and if you're ugly, people will treat you like shit. Well, not all the time. Sabrina Clarke knew that she was beautiful, and she uses that for her own benefits, cause why not. Sure, she'll be going on her day and get good compliments most of the time, but every so often those compliments are just some things that she found creepy.

The only option was probably to take them from one of his enemies. Of course, tissue matching and other medical considerations would make things far more complicated. Yara said, "If you want to look better, go get some cosmetic work done. We have plenty of money anyway." Joseph remarked, "Then do you find me unattractive?" Yara eased, "At first, I did. I'd never seen anyone as ugly as you. But the more I look at you, the more pleasing I find you. I think you're actually pretty good like this. At least other women won't be interested in you."

he said in a deceptively soft tone. "I said, I'm not beautiful so please stop saying that. You don't have to give me false flattery," I repeated honestly. "False flattery?" he parroted in the same tone that was making me nervous. "Yes, false flattery. I know what I look like, I have a mirror. I'm not ugly but I'm not gorgeous either. I am what would be considered average. I have average brown hair, average brown eyes, and an average build. I am the normal boring… average. So as much as some women appreciate your flattery, I appreciate honesty."

He had a horrible headache and enough of his buddy and his sister. Had it not been for his good manners, he would have gladly got up and left, taking Jo, who was also not looking at her best. “Matty, let him finish! He has a point.” Jo said gently, patting his hand, which he put on the table. He looked at her admiring her patience, this time. How could she listen to Mike’s crap so easily? He knew that whether someone is attractive to us depends on many factors, like external appearance, timbre of voice, intellect, sensitivity. Mike explained to him very carefully when he wondered what was wrong with himself? Why does he feel nothing?

" No, you are not handsome, you are pretty, like girl type of fine." I try, try very hard and fail woefully at trying to look as if at she didn't just call me pretty. "You still haven't answered my question." "Everybody says he is" She gives me a brow. "Everybody says he looks better." i finish "Do you?" The truth, the whole and nothing but the truth? Nahhhhhh. I tell her that, and for some reason it makes her grin even thicker. I swear i can't figure out this girl. I think it's a tie. Tobi has Daddy's body and Mumsi's peoples face; the perfect combo..doesn't mean i didn't put up fight.

But when I count in my personality, I give myself a ten. Once when I told a friend-enemy that I was a ten in my book, she called me vain. But I just told her I was speaking honestly. My mother always told me to judge myself honestly and to stay sweet. Because a poor personality can sour even a pretty face. My mother also said to admit if you find yourself attractive. Because if you lie and say you find yourself ugly when you don't, you become a liar. And liars aren't pretty.

When she cracked the entrance for IIMS, everyone in her family praised her, but as per her good-looking and dumb cousins, she was nothing but a looser who tries to cover her ugliness with academics. Pari wasn't the standard fair and lovely girl from the commercials. But she had a beautiful honey tone skin which was often regarded as the wheatish skin tone by everyone around her. Her lustrous mid-length black hair and prominent facial features were obviously ignored by her jealous cousins since they never managed to reach her level in terms of academics.

Sophia's POV To be honest,about that guy Jacob... I'm kinda glad that he doesn't finds me attractive because of my size.I wasn't put on this earth to impress anybody but myself. I don't need a man to tell me if I look good or not or if I have a perfect body shape or not.I can do that all by myself! I know that I look good every day,my hair and my outfits be on point no matter where I go.I always smell extremely good,my attitude is savage,and I'm very loyal.So,I see nothing wrong with me and I don't see anything wrong about me.I swear,men like Jacob are nothing but a bunch of judgemental pigs who think they're too good to be with a girl that haves extra meat on her bones.

She is truly blind if she doesn't know that she is the prettiest girl in our group. "I spoke the truth. I have researched the different planets' beauty standards to try and guess which male might choose me," Xiu says with a shrug, and my eyes feel like they might pop out of my head. "That's brilliant. Why didn't I think of that," I whisper excitedly, and Kryatal nods in agreement with me. Xiu inhales like she is about to say something and we all look at her.

Bella's POV I stood before the unusually large mirror, taking stock of my reflection. It's hard to believe it's only been a week since I arrived at this...let's call it a "luxurious confinement." My physical appearance has undergone a significant transformation in this short time. My fiery red hair cascades down my back, longer and more vibrant than ever. My skin radiates a warm, golden glow, and my physique has become more defined. I've gained weight, but not the kind that would make me worry about my health. My hips, curves, and bustline have become more pronounced, giving me a more voluptuous figure.