Romans & histoires Roblox Smile

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.

*Smiles* ^_^ Okay, moving on.

ARLO’S POV There was something about Aurora Blaire, because right after she rushed into the bathroom, I smiled. Me, Arlo Bronson, crack a smile without struggling to. I could barely believe it! If anyone would have told me that a smile would ever come from my lips, I would never have believed it. I have no idea what it feels like to smile, because I cannot remember the last time I did. My growing up was filled with so many tears and turbulence that I forgot what it felt like to actually hold a smile.

Robin said with a smile. This pissed off others. Burns was impressed by his response. He was smiling inside his heart.

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.”

And thanks to the emotional boost, my brain reacted like a child seeing a puppy for the first time. Sparkles. Fireworks. Happiness. Before I could stop myself… I smiled. A huge, bright, sunshine-level smile. Dream froze. “What,” he asked slowly, “are you smiling at?” My grin stuck. My soul left my body. My emotional boost giggled in the background like I had just inhaled joy fumes. Dream stepped closer. “Gloss?” I tried to stop smiling. My face refused. I looked like a happy criminal. “You look dangerously pleased,” Dream said. “What happened?”

He smirks like a school on show-your-favorite-toy-day, and I groan. “OK, you win.”

Keep smiling. With love, Esora05