Quotes Sassy Classy Novels & Stories

The younger Stern wasn't lacking in confidence, that was for sure. Even aside from having the guts to pose half-naked in the first place, she'd festooned them with quotes - lyrics, I was guessing - boasting of her hotness, sex appeal, and unattainability. Her expressions dripped condescension, arrogance, or both. Pretty nauseating stuff, really. But once I got past that, my eyes almost popped out of my head.

Teddy exclaimed. "Wow ! Great ! Then I assume we all have seen it....you see how that girl portrays herself and how the facial just fits the puzzle so perfectly, like she's this fuck this, fuck that ' fuck ya'll! Ever-since I swallowed that pill....I'm living the life of Queens" Chastity said. They were now riding to the lodge, everyone had their drinks, and the class had resumes already, you know what I mean right? Ahh don't tell me you don't get it you gotta get this one .😂😂

Hihihihihihi. "A classy and understanding one." Fafa Kirk. Awts! Classy!? Wait! Am I even classy? "A fashion Queen. Because I'm the Fashion King." Yes, you are. So remove that shades of yours because it's already night not day! "Hmmmmm... A woman that can ride me---I mean, my pranks and jokes. A woman who has a sexy, Coca-Cola body and watermelons~!" He even licked his lips and he literally looked a maniac addict. Gross!

Tears rolled down her cheeks. " Don't cry like a little girl," Sas says. " It's not just that. What did he say? " I ask her as I feel the sudden wave of anger. Saavi grabs her phone and types in it. My phone vibrates in my lap. I click on the message. I fist my hand. He'll repent. 'I know Jay! I'll prefer a virgin.' " I need heels," I say. " Here, " Sim removes her heels. Removing the sneakers, I put on the heels, " Shelly, " Sas takes out the red lipstick from her backpack.

“if you small chicken head brain hasn’t done research yet let me, tell you some of it, vince and cage used to be best friends, they still are, the only misplaced priority here is you, you are the only hair that is out of place.’’ it seemed the topic wasn’t going the way sasha wanted it. she wanted the insults to have a good effect on me. like some tears, rants or me fuming. but this round i was calm, nothing affected me anymore. “anyway, why do you even have bras, or wear them in the first place, i mean, how does it feel to not have sexy breasts like mine, instead a mass of flesh and stretch marks, and no mammary glands that fit the female architecture.” she mocked as she laughed.

As if I would agree to be in the same room with that asshole. “Here it is, the new Miss Sunny Peruvian!” the stylists said as they spin the chair around which caused me to face the mirror. My eyes automatically widened upon seeing a hazel brown-eyed girl staring back at me. She was wearing light pink lipstick, a light blush on her cheeks, and light pink eye shadows which made her look simple yet pretty with her black as ebony straightened hair falling perfectly down her back. “W-Who is this w-woman?!” I asked them which made all of them laugh. Do I look like a clown? They’ve been laughing at me since I entered this house.

She huffed in annoyance, "You're no fun. Anyway, you know who's coming back to town?" "Yeah, I know. That's why I'm asking, isn't it?" Her gaze narrowed at me. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, my dear Camiela." "That's not the full quote, my dear Shirley," I mocked. "Then what is?" My gaze fell to the floor as my elbow hit my purse, causing it to tumble onto the ground and send all my belongings pouring out. I groaned in annoyance and stood kneeling down to pick it up. "Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit—"

No loading buffer. Straight to the point. Her voice hit me first. Nasal. Pitchy. That same annoying Valley girl accent as Britney from my class who turned every statement into a question and said 'literally' like forty times in one conversation. Yeah, I counted. "Hey guurrrllls," she started off. Smiling big and waving into the camera. "I'm Sasha Quick, and I'm gonna take you through today's lesson." Her smile got even wider. "Cumming By Yourself 101… let's begin."

The things I'd do to fuck that. The sound of slow clapping made both of us freeze. "Well, Well, Well. My brother fucking our innocent little stepsister? Shocker."

The guy said while trying to laugh. "And then what are you? The trash can?" Sashi ask sarcastically that made her classmates laugh and scream a 'boo' sign for the guy. "What did you say?" "Why stay so close to her and give time just to annoy her if she is just a trash, huh? Do you like her?" Sashi added, full of sarcasm. "If no, stay away from her, you are just making your self look more trash than her." Sashi smirked before grabbing Catalia's hand to guide her so that she can sit already.