Sarah Blake Cheeks Novels & Stories

I grip the desk, crying out as my vision goes black and then explodes with color. It’s like I’m watching a movie, seeing scenes play out from a distance. Sarah at a vanity looking at her reflection as she does her makeup while other women laugh and talk in the background about the ball. She’s wearing that pink dress I remember, but her eyes are sad as she puts on mascara. Someone comes up to her, their face blurry, and tells her to smile, that they’re leaving soon.

she hissed. I leaned in, giving her a cold once-over. "You know what's a fucking joke? Your entire look. From your fake lashes to your cratered face under those thick layers of makeup, to those terrible back-alley lip fillers that make you look like a sick blow-up doll. You're not as hot as you think you are, and you're ruining what good looks you do have with premature plastic surgery." Sara's face went crimson as murmurs of laughter spread through the crowd.

Williams intoned. For the first time, melissa looked at karen's face, It obviously doesn't look good. The blonde girl's face had different shades of blue and purple. Her lips were swollen and broke ! Her left cheek looked bigger than the natural right side. Her eyes were dark same as both side of her neck. "It's not mine". She muttered.

Sara's POV You know how it is these days. Guys are all after ladies with big ass, big breast, and curvy shape. No one cares about pretty faces anymore. That's what I believe. Because I have the pretty face. The perfect face. Clear skin. Big eyes. Full lips. But that's it. I don't have the body. No big breast. No ass that a guy can grab. Nothing that makes them look twice when I walk by. So I hide behind cheerleading. The uniform. The hair. The makeup. The smile. I made myself the queen of this school so no one would look too close. So no one would see what I'm missing.

She tried swiping her upper lash but ended up blinking in the process and staining her face. Fuck! She swore under her breath and threw the mascara on the table again. From the corner she heard Sarah giggle. "What the hell is funny?" She turned to face her friend angrily, "Why are you laughing?" Sarah continued giggling as she got the full view of Red's face when she turned. Her face was a masquerade like mess. Badly drawn out eyebrows with foundation plastered badly all over her face, it wasn't even her shade. She had mascara staining her lids. Her contouring and bronzer were all in the wrong places and she had on a dramatic bright red shade of lipstick.

"You have no idea how much guys love my voice." I just stared at her, thinking she was in her own little world. She was really fooling herself. After Sadie finished putting on her makeup, I barely recognized her. She looked scarier than when she was on her live streams! Her foundation was caked on so thick that it was like a blanket of snow. Her face had bumps all over, just like a toad's skin. Her lips were a bright, fake Barbie pink, and her eyebrows were so overdone they looked like wiggly caterpillars.

She said in a mocking tone. Sarah collected the package from the sales attendant and turned around to leave with nanny Vera. "If I were you, I would be more concerned about taking care of that plastic face than worrying about other people's business," Sarah said and left with nanny Vera immediately. This dealt a heavy blow to Kimara. How dare she say such a thing to her? Sarah really didn't know if Kimara had face surgery to lift her face or not. She only wanted to piss Kimara off and she had actually succeeded in doing so.

She smiled faintly and answered the call. “Hey, mom!” She waved her hand at the screen and sat on her bed. Sarah raised her brow when she saw her daughter's cleavage was exposed, and her face was beautifully painted with makeup. “What’s the occasion? Your boobs will fall off that dress if you are not careful!” Sarah mocked, and Stephanie rolled her eyes.

Sarah was now wiping her tears. "Seriously, he is way better looking than Liam," Chelsea winked. "Now I understand why you obey his commands," she smiled. "And you are ten times more handsome than that, George in the tabloids." "Chelsea!" Sarah yelled. She had had enough. "Leave!" she yelled. "Fine, I will be in my room," she smiled. "But just so you know, I am now team cri... I mean, team hot dangerous cream pie," she said, waving goodbye.

Losing her is what was happening with every time I brought it up she pulled farther away Sarin taking her even farther away than what she had. The wound was finally closed as daylight now streamed through the windows. I could see over into Trax's studio to see Blair and him kissing on the couch as Mazie and Adrian helped find things in the kitchen for Sarin. Blake walks in with bells in her hair done up like a cat and her nails painted like her supernova eyes. She laughed at me. "So you pissed her off this time. She might even out the scars for you." She pointed at my other leg that was fine.