Perks To Being A Wallflower Quotes Novels & Stories

Carefully, he unfolded the parchment and began: You wrote a sentence once that said: “Some people survive by hiding in plain sight.” I haven’t stopped thinking about it. I know what it’s like to stand in a room full of people applauding you and feel utterly alone. I know what it’s like to wish someone could see past the accolades into the parts of you still asking for permission to exist. Your words didn’t just move me. They disarmed me. There are people who impress the world—and people who change it quietly, sentence by sentence. You are the latter.

"That wasn't playing well, Lissa. That was like watching one of those rap face-offs where they come up with stuff on the fly, and one of them ends up slamming the other-except there was no slam. You were both freaking great." "Thank you. But really, it's nothing. I just studied for a lot of years and had more time on my hands than most teenagers. Life of a nerd." I shrugged off the compliment, but internally I devoured it like it was my last meal. "I wish I'd known nerds like you when I was in high school. I would have been putty in your hands." "Doubtful you would have even noticed me. I was a bit of a Wallflower."

Leo shook his head, "I wouldn't say you're either a nerd or a loser. A wallflower instead." Annie looked at him again, surprised to hear him say that because that's what she thought of herself as well - a wallflower. "Is that bad?" Leo let out a breathy chuckle as he shook his head, "No, of course not. Sometimes... being on the sidelines is better than being in the middle of everything." "Why do you say that?" She spoke slowly and softly, tilting her head. Leo was a popular guy so she was confused why he would think that when he had so much attention, so much love and praise from everyone, so many friends.

"And what are your thoughts on dating someone who isn't in the spotlight or very popular. Someone very ordinary like... me?" Shoot, shoot, shoot!! Kiara, what are you thinking? Where is all of this coming from? I screamed internally. Oh no!! You go, girl, my inner voice teased. Someone ordinary like me. How classic, I'm proud of you. Rosa and Krystal would be proud. I cringed at her word. What the heck is wrong with me? It's the Ian effect. My inner voice answered. It happens a lot, so quit freaking out and hear his answer.

Julia: Beautiful, "The perks of being a wallflower" (A couple of minutes later) Julia: I sometimes feel like I sabotage my happiness. I've cut off most of my friends because their energy never swayed me. No explanation just moving with how I'm feeling. I'm, I'm always suffocating, the energy never breeds the same but I've always known how to separate good intentions from beneficiaries. I said I want to be by myself, you translated it differently and said "It's fine to feel blue ". I once took a dream to the valley of death, heaven and hell and chose none.

“No, you don’t, Jorel. Nobody likes wallflowers. They’re tasteless. You only tolerate them because they’re served with something else.” “I had squid with wallflower once. Liked it. The sauce had some nice spices,” he said, clearly enjoying himself. “Take out the wallflower, and the dish would taste the same,” I countered. “I don’t think so.” “Are we really arguing about wallflowers, for God’s sake? Do you know how much my time is worth?”

His eyes flicked—pointedly—to Brad. Brad held up his hands like a man caught red-handed. “What? Don’t look at me like that. If you saw someone’s hands glowing like they were cradling a piece of the moon, are you telling me you wouldn’t tell everyone you know?” “I wouldn’t,” Wallace said, dragging a log closer to the fire pit. “But that’s mostly because I hate talking to people.” Brad rolled his eyes. “Okay, but I like talking to people. And telling them the new girl is literally glowing? That’s just good small talk.”

It was unique. And it was hers. I shrugged. “It’s weird… But… in a good way. It makes you stand out.” She stared at me. She looked stunned. Like no one had ever just said it. Like no one had ever told her it wasn’t something she needed to erase. “Everyone else tries to be perfect,” I added. “Fuck them. The important thing in life is chasing happiness. To hell with what others are saying.” Her face turned like a tomato. She looked away quickly. She was biting her lip, trying to smother the smile curling on her mouth.

“I built this wall to keep everyone out. To keep the pain away.” He leaned forward, his eyes locked on mine, unyielding and raw. “And what if the wall is keeping you from living?” The words were soft, yet they cut deeper than any blade. “What if, by keeping everyone out, you’re also keeping yourself from feeling the life you deserve?”

Upon seeing the excitement on the HR lady's face and the same enthusiasm in the passerby downstairs when they mentioned Luke, I suddenly felt the urge to send him a message: "Mr. Walker, please manage your overwhelming charm! Look at how many girls you've unknowingly enchanted! If they all start looking for boyfriends based on your standards, won't they be lonely forever? You're really causing trouble!" With a smile, I said, "Alright, I'll do my best to get to the final round and meet the legendary Mr. Walker, the most handsome man in the universe!"