Novel & Cerita Mumble From Happy Feet

Just as I had the thought ‘I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun’ the sound of a fake high pitched voice cut through the crowd. “OMG! Babes! Your favorite girls are here, now the real party can start!” Kaley squeals from the entrance to the clearing with Jeanie and Marnie in tow.

I did not want Anna to see me being pointed at and insulted like this. That was the only dignity I had left. As I was trying to leave in grief, someone maliciously stuck out his foot and tripped me, causing me to fall to the floor. The food that had spilled earlier smeared all over me. Marvin covered his nose, looking faintly disgusted. "Alright, let him leave." "Did you hear that? Hurry up and get out!" "Do you think an animal like you deserves to show up in a place like this?!" I climbed up numbly. I did not know who it was, but someone stretched out a leg and pressed it hard against my back.

“It’s too late. They’ve already reached the front.” All four of them; my parents and his, held hands in a wobbly circle, moving with more enthusiasm than rhythm. Dad stepped too far left at one point and bumped into Milo’s mom, who laughed and accidentally swayed into my mom. It was chaotic. Embarrassing. Absolutely precious. I snorted. “This is tragic.” “It’s art,” Milo countered, eyes sparkling. The music picked up into a lively country tune. Faye’s boots tapped against the wooden floor, her voice smooth and warm as she sang about young love and long summers and riverside memories.

Mary apologetically said. “I understand.” Felicity smiled to assure her that it was alright. “Don’t worry… As soon as I find a place to live, I will leave immediately.” *** FIVE YEARS LATER “And tonight’s star of the night is your favorite butterfly… Let’s all give a round of applause to Happy!” The host introduced her, followed by the loud cheers and applause of the guests who were eager to see her.

I was about to clap back with something properly sarcastic when the faint echo of running feet and an overly enthusiastic, high-pitched voice bounced off the hallway walls like a broken flute. Oh no. Please no. “BECKYYYYYYY!” Jimmy.

My mouth is trembling, I still can't hear my voice. My stomach couldn’t handle what I’m seeing, it wants to vomit. I want to vomit… Why is this happening? How did this happen? We’re just happy a few hours ago… Someone… Please… Save us… “Lady Belle, please hang on a little!” We were just running nonstop. When will we get to the main road? Why do I feel like we’re taking too much time on running? My feet… I feel like something’s going on in my feet. What is it?

Right, I forgot to buy slippers. "Good morning," I greeted her with a smile. I first took Mom's slippers for her to use in the meanwhile. She has the same size as Mom. I approached her and l put it near her feet. Then I stood up and looked at her. "It's my Mom's slippers. Wear it." Ella Victoria Everette's Point of View

I mouth off to them, and they made up what I was saying. “I’m a Pumpernickel fart. Now that’s rude,” Gio chuckles. “She’s saying you love goat cheese,” Justine giggles. “No, Lola’s saying she wants to make goat cheese and cause us to have pumpernickel farts,” Markum finishes. I forgot what I was trying to say, as laughter is the best medicine, even if it hurts now. My silent giggle is cute, helping me forget my worries. Seeing their happy faces adds to my healing, making me feel grateful to have them.

Chapter 3: Hilarious **Hannah’s POV** I stormed out of the banquet hall, trashing my heels, actually the borrowed heels from Lily, into a nearby trash can with a satisfying clatter, my number toes made me wanna scream! The cool stone pressed against my bare feet as I hurried toward the curb fueled by irritation.

"Did you see what she did? She fucking humiliated me!!!” "I know, I know," Minnie says, reaching out to pat my shoulder. "But maybe we should just go home? We can tell HR you fell, and maybe……” "Go home?" I shove her hand away, my lip curling. "So she can stay out there and sip champagne while everyone talks about me?!!” "Dalia, everyone is already talking though,” Minnie whispers, her voice trembling. "The live stream... people are already commenting. They’re saying you tried to trip her and failed."