Sandy Cheeks Quotes Novels & Stories

she asked, with her back still turned to me. "Do you know you are very beautiful, Sandra?" I asked sincerely. "You already made me believe I am not, so quit deceiving me. I am not like those girls you play with. I am the ugly duckling in this case." she replied abruptly, rolling her eyes in a funny way. I sighed heavily, what I said to Sandra some weeks back when she came to our room was absolutely not true. I was just being mean, I don't mean those words I said. Seems like those words were affecting her.

My phone chimed as I leaned against the wall outside the locker room. Sandy - This has been a long day. I'm in the mood for something fattening. Me - Sure. How about fried chicken? Sandy - That sounds perfect. See you at your place? I sent back a thumbs up, to which Sandy responded with a few emojis of her own, which made me blush. "Hey, Mom. Ready." "Yeah, sweetie, you want to drive home?"

They all say eww in unison. “Go find your husbands, and you Sandy, you will not gonna date one of my friends or cousins,” he announces. “No? Why not? I don’t think I need your permission, brother. I may be a year younger than you, but the last time I checked I’m an independent woman and I’m an adult,” Sandy says with confidence. Abby and Izzy wave their hands and walk away, winking at Sandy. “Really?” Phoenix challenges. “Really.” Sandy answers.

“Why are her cheeks so red?” After all, a blushed face was not something one could easily fake. Moreover, Sandy looked extremely innocent with her reddened cheeks. Sandy gritted her teeth. She held back her anger and shame and shouted, “Let me get out of your car! I don’t want to stay inside the car with you!” “Pfft! It’s too late.” Right after Ivan spoke, he stepped on the gas pedal, and the car zoomed off. Sandy yelled furiously, “B*stard, stop the car!”

Sandra’s POV The sun is too bright today. Like it is trying too hard to convince me life is beautiful again. I squint at it and mutter, “You can chill, I get it.” The nurse beside me chuckles. “Talking to the sun again, Miss Sandra?” I grin. “Hmmm… Well, it started it first.” I pointed to the sun as I pouted innocently. I am sure I look like a kid. She shakes her head, walking away, probably to gossip about how Sandra Duvall; the ex–heiress, the scandal, the mad one, now holds therapy sessions with celestial bodies.

I said while smiling and Sandra took one look at me and let go of him. “One more bullshit about ending this or end of that and I’ll cut your throat,” Sandra said with a warning. “Thank you, my fair lady, and for you Sandra, you wait on the run we shall meet and the final victory will be mine, and plus do you know that you have been wearing one sock and it has been like this for a whole day and every time I look at your feet, I have been losing my mind laughing, you sis are hilarious and stinky,” He said massaging his finger while smiling.

Her annoying voice sounded from the other side of the line. As usual, I ignored her cocky question and went straight to the point. “Did I stutter when I asked you to take down the posts earlier?” I asked, my voice laced with anger. Sandra’s laughter grated on my nerves. “If you want people to actually do favors for you, you should learn to be nicer to them.” She replied and I let out a scoff. “Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry Sandra. Can you please take down the posts?” I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

and well if you don't mind then kiss those chubby cheeks. Jacqueline: eesh! no! you are not getting anywhere near me and my cheeks. Remo: So I was right! Thank God!

"You eat too much." Sandy grabs the pencil case beside her and throws it at his face. "Never say that to a girl ever. Especially your mate. She'd probably punch you in the face if you did." In a quiet voice, she adds, "I'd punch you right now, but I don't want to ruin my mood." "I was just kidding, sis. You're probably stronger than our average pack fighters anyway."

Leo asked sarcastically. Sandy looked at David and asked, “Dave, is this your friend?” “No,” David gave a one-word reply. “That’s easy then,” Sandy said. Then, she asked Leo, “You’re pretty f*ck-... fantastic. What’s your name?” Sandy wanted to say that Leo was pretty f*cking bad*ss, but since David was here, she changed her choice of words. “What’s my name? You’re not worthy to know that. I haven’t asked you your name yet.”