Inside Out Joy Face Novels & Stories

Karen Joy said with tears in her eyes, but then she smiled brightly, "I want you to face me with your real appearance from now on." ... In the car with the heater on, the temperature was warm and perfect. Dim moonlight shone into the car. Karen Joy was as excited as a child. She held Nathaniel's face as she looked at him again and again, "Mm, just like I said, you look the best without your disguise." "Haven't you looked at me enough yet?" The little girl held his face and looked at him for nearly half an hour now. She didn't plan to stop.

She replied with her cheeky tone of happiness as she giggled and ran into me in a hug. I was speechless, with emotions bubbling inside me uncontrollably. I couldn't just contain my happiness seeing my friends actually here for me. Jaden walked up to me with that charming smile, his hands dipped inside his pockets. "What are those tears I'm seeing in your eyes? They shouldn't be there, my love. We all believe you, and Joy's mother is a witness to vindicate you." He said it in such a sweet voice as he used his fingers to gently wipe out the tears that spilled down my face.

The rest of the day became unbearable. Every hallway felt watched. Every whisper felt connected to her somehow. Even during chores, Christiana struggled to focus. She stood outside hanging freshly washed linens beneath the gray afternoon sky when Joy suddenly appeared beside her. “You’re slipping,” Joy murmured quietly. Christiana stiffened instantly. “What?” Joy pinned another cloth carefully onto the line before answering. “Your face gives away too much now.” Christiana turned toward her sharply. “You’re imagining things.” Joy smiled faintly. “No,” she replied softly.

I will try to come to your place later on," Joy announced as they said their goodbyes. Joy gritted her teeth as she looked at the clothes wondering what to put on. After some minutes, she ended up choosing blue-fitted jeans and a royal blue shirt, packing her hair into a bun. After dressing up, she applied some light makeup and looked at the mirror. She smiled at herself. Joy was a seventeen-year-old chubby teenage girl, with endowments that made her look like a woman. With a light complexion, brown eyes, and cheeks that added to her beauty. Well, she never believed she was beautiful. "I am Joy Smith. No beauty but with brains," She stood in front of the mirror and said. 'I hate Saturdays,'

My heart always fluttered even when they showed the smallest act of kindness. " Now I think David is out for good, but Ethan..." After the rubbish that bastard did today, my heart had learnt it's lesson and there was no way it was falling again for him, but it was still quite stupid when it came to Ethan. " Rachel" I heard someone call my name and I looked up from my hands. Joyce just walked into the room with a smile on her face which instantly froze when she saw my face. " Oh my goodness, what happened? " She asked rushing to seat beside me.

"We’ll do it." Jolie’s face lit up instantly, her disappointment melting away into joy. "Really? You’

Other than that, they were all okay. When Caine stepped out, Joy was elated. She ran to him with open arms and hugged him so tight that he couldn't breathe. "Are you okay, son?" She asked him with tears in her eyes as she patted his body all over with her hands, feeling for damage. "I'm fine, Joy," he smiled and said as he wiggled away from her.

It was peaceful, though a little terrifying as well. I looked around and my eyes paused by the gate of the neighbour's house. A man was standing right by the door, staring at me. He wore huge black sunglasses and a dark hoodie that covered his hair and his body structure entirely. There was no movement from that man, which bothered me even more. It was as if he was frozen on spot. But what was weird was his smile. I couldn't see it clearly but the feeling of it was enough to wreck my nerves. The door unlocked and Joy walked out of the house. Her eyes instantly met mine. I could witness the happiness fluttering in them and I knew instantly that I had done something nice for her for the first

His dark hair was falling carelessly. And his face— His face was split into a grin so wide it looked like it might crack him in half. Eyes bright. Blazing with something that made every part of me want to curl up in horror. Joy. Pure, unhinged joy. He was having the time of his fucking life. “Found you,” he mouthed.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

he said. The moment stretched until it was awkward, so Joy did what she always did: made it more awkward by giggling. She giggled like a girl, hand over her mouth. And then, when she saw Adam’s face—surprised, bemused, annoyed?—she grabbed her purse and skittered out of there, choking on her laughter all the way home. One Click Say You’re Mine now!