Plastic Smile Novels & Stories

I don't have friends - I am not sure if that is something that I should be proud of. Well, it's not like I don't try to approach my classmates or try to interact. It’s just that I have a weird smile. No, it's not the type of smile that involves weird and rotten teeth - I have perfectly white and straight teeth. You see, my smile is fatal and dangerous. Just one look at these weapons and even the ferocious growl of a mountain lion would seem harmless. If this were a comic, I would call this attack: The Killer Smile.

My hair stylists did a good job of making me near-deaf in one ear with the volume of hair they packed there, but I still heard Damon clearly through it. “Okay.” I agreed. “Smile.” Damon commanded, through opened teeth and a smiley face. I looked at Damon in shock. How do people pretend? I've always been one who's face mirrored their expressions. “Stop looking at me so dumbly.” Damon said. “Smile.” He instructed again, and like his puppet which I was growing to be, I flashed my most brilliant smile. As I involuntarily wore my face muscles out, trying to fake a smile that wasn't even as deep as my throat, I wondered if I could really sustain that kinda life.

With the heavy clown makeup on, her smile appeared even more obsequious. "N-O-N-O-N-O, this smile won't do. Change it." The young man casually shook his index finger. "Want money? Smile harder." Jian Tong lowered her head, pink fuzz from her hair falling over her eyes. She felt a tremor in her gaze and knew that every move she made was being observed by Shen Xiu Jin, a trace of darkness passing through the man's eyes. Lifting her head again, Jian Tong blinked, the corners of her mouth stretching wider and wider, revealing a row of gleaming white teeth, accentuated by the exaggerated clown's bright red lips, making her smile seem extremely ludicrous.

''Yeah very,’’ I replied and smiled even, more widely. How could I have forgotten my biggest insecurity, my biggest shame. I just smiled widely meaning all my teeth were visible including the two extra ones. I looked down quickly as I masked my face and tried to rectify my error. ''Are you sure you are, okay?’’ she asked again keenly. ''Yeah, sure, very,’’ I replied again smiling before I noticed that I wasn’t fooling her. ''I see you smiling, widely, but you are not okay,’’ she commented keenly.

I've put on makeup, and I still don't have a smile on my face. The makeup team was so awkward while doing my makeup; I don't know if they are intimidated or just afraid of me because of my position in the company. "After the party, can I borrow your private plane?" He nodded immediately. "Yes, but first, smile and show them how dangerous you are, Zy." As he said, I gave him a smile, but this time it wasn't sweet like what I had shown last time. It was an innocent smile, but when you watch it up close, you'll know how evil it is.

"Good Piper,very good." "Ammm.... Can you please smile Ah-In." Mrs Blessing says politely. "I am smiling." Ah-in groans, obviously struggling to keep her posture. "Okay ....." Mrs Blessing draws out. "Try harder, let's see your beautiful teeth." Ah-in streches her lips to reveal a set of white teeth, her smile more a deadly glare. She really ain't cut out for smiling, she automatically looks like a psychopath with that smile on. "We sure need to work on that smile of yours." Mrs Blessing confirms, she sure saw what I did.

Alexa said openly. "But your boobs feel so real." "My boobs are real you know. I just fixed my nose, got rid of the fat on my cheeks, and made my chin longer. What else can I do? Life is so hard in Korea. Are you going to insult me because of my fake nose? Are you going to call me a plastic monster?" Jean smiled. "Do you think I'm that jerk, Alexa? You're very beautiful. And I don't care if your beauty is doctor-made or god-made."

I could tell she was going to be really pretty. “We have a rule with our clients,” I pulled my hood away. “Mask off.” The woman lowered her head and was hesitant to pull her mask down. I’m sorry, but you have to… There should be transparency between us. She slowly pulled off her mask. My eyes broadened. A long stitch was carved from each edge of her lips like a wide smile. The stitches were done wonky, and you could tell from the swelling flesh that it was freshly done. A deformed smile, like that of a Cheshire cat.

“You never smile, you know that? Not once. It’s like you’ve got this permanent scowl etched into your face. It’s exhausting, honestly. Do you even know how to smile? Or did your mother scare that out of you too?” Still nothing. Just those dark, piercing eyes blinking at me, watching, waiting. “Fine,” I said, stepping closer again. “If you won’t do it yourself, I’ll fix it for you.” Reaching up, I grabbed his face with both hands and tugged at the corners of his mouth, forcing him into a rather puppetlike smile. “See? Like this. Smile, Alaric. It’s not that hard.” “That’s better,” I said, stepping back and giving him an approving nod. “You should thank me. I’m improving your image.”

kulang na lang tumalon ako sa tuwa. "I thought you hate plaza?" he asked in amusement, looking at my reaction. My actions halted. "Ah ha. Ha. Ha." I faked a laugh. My plastic smile was evident on my lips. I looked at him happily. "That was before. But now? I love it." and give him my sweetest smile. He just stared at me before looking away. Tss… snobbish nobleman! Hindi man lang ito nadala sa ngiti ko. But I didn’t mind. I looked outside and smiled.