Roblox Smile Novels & Stories

As soon as he saw what the host had painted, an irritated smile immediately crossed his face. "You really think I'm a fool?" the CEO said with great emphasis. No more patience left in him. "You think, I believe this is your signature?" Two small circles that resembled eyes with a curved line that resembled a smile were now exposed to Gabriella. “Yes, that's my signature. Smiley emoticons." Max's blood suddenly boiled and billowed in his head.

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When I moved to get up, he just held me and pulled me back down. "No, I'm okay." When I frowned, he smiled. "I'm good, Mirabelle, trust me." "I do. It's just your smile I don't trust." He grabbed my waist and made me grind on him for a second. "Why, what's wrong with my smile?" "It's too.... deceiving. Like there are some times when you could be really angry and the only thing you'd be doing is smiling. Is that your defense mechanism if I may ask?"

Just how fast can reaction change? With my hand slightly hiding my lip, I hear him speak again. “That’s it. Smiling suits you better. How bright can someone’s face be when they have a smile on their lips…” Now… I can genuinely say that I am smiling. How nice the driver was… I hope all people are like him. “Then… what happened to the bastard that hurt your son?” “What else? I smack him in the face full force! If only you Ms can see how funny that bastard’s face looks like! He looks like a freaking worm! Ha ha ha”

Amber What kind of smile would I wear for my mugshot? I’d been asking myself that for the past thirty seconds ever since Evalie opened her little mouth and let a nuclear bomb drop on my sanity. Would it be a crazed, Joker-like grin? Teeth bared, eyes wide, insanity seeping through the cracks? Or maybe a dead-eyed smirk, cold and distant, the kind of smile you wear when your soul's been flattened by bullshit so often, it’s just muscle memory now.

“Then stop smiling!” He blinked, his eyebrows shooting up like he had just tasted something sour. “Wow, did not know my smile was such a crime scene for you.” He let out this awkward little laugh, but you could tell it stung, just a bit. Honestly, who knew a grin could spark that much drama? He looked away for a second, like he was trying to remember if he had accidentally spat words at me or something. Jeez, maybe next time he will just stick to the classic resting neutral face and call it a day. “It does! Every time you smile, it is like you are mocking me. Like you have already won.”

Send me a pic? The smile that's spread across my face can't be denied. The fluttery feeling in my stomach can't be denied either. I've waited my whole life for a man to make me feel this way, and I'm so happy the man to do it is Caleb Harrison. Holding my phone up, I give him my best smile, along with a wink into the camera. Hitting a few buttons, I send it, and wait for him to get back with me. A few minutes later, I get a response from him. A picture of his smiling face.

A pair of girls walked past us. One of them glanced at me. Then smiled. Actually smiled. Not fake. Not mocking. Just… smiled. I blinked in surprise. She kept walking. “What was that?” I asked. Lila looked over her shoulder. “What?” “That girl.” “What about her?” “She smiled at me.” Lila shrugged. “Maybe she was being nice.” I frowned. “People don’t just decide to be nice.” “They do.” “Since when?” “Since the captain of the football team publicly embarrassed every jerk who’s ever picked on you.”

Slim I stared down at her, waiting for her to speak. Her eyes widened just a bit, and I knew I caught her off-guard. But as she laughed, I raised an eyebrow. "That," she paused to laugh. "That was smooth," she said, pulling away from me as she laughed. I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned back against the railing, waiting for her to sober up. As untimely as this was, it amused me how she could laugh in serious situations. It seemed like the only time she was genuinely happy.

“I have never used one of these gadgets… how would you like to have two crows on either cheek?” “Or maybe a smiley… which one? Happy or grumpy?” Dana talked to herself, although the conversation was light and teasing, tears streamed down her face. She wiped his face clean and smiled through her tears “This time, I will let you off… you better wake up soon or else, I really might plant smiley faces on your face.”