Serious Face Meme Novels & Stories

Jerk, 9:10am: Are you so shit scared you can't rear your ugly head or even reply my messages? Ugly head? Not me. Somehow, the words bit me down a bit. It's not like I wanted a jerk like him to find me attractive, but him seeing me as something far from beautiful wasn't going to help my pride or morale. I sent a rolling eyes emoji. Good Grace, 10:18am: Tomorrow, dude.

“Mila, you’re a saint!” Then, he pulled out his phone. “Look at the group chat. It’s exploding!” The group name had been changed to ‘Care and Support of the Clown Werewolf King,’ and it was flooded with merciless mockery. Someone had photoshopped Sarek’s face with clown makeup and captioned it: [So I came after. I’m a homewrecker.] There were even meme videos titled, “The Werewolf King’s Breakup Survival Guide.” Louis laughed so hard his whole body shook. “Hahaha! That’s brutal!”

This proud receptionist held her head high expecting an apology but got the middle finger in return. The expression on Ann’s face was a mixture of pure shock and horror. She felt so humiliated words were hard to make out. Maria took the chance to photograph her reaction and uploads it straight to F******k and her I*******m, tagging it ‘the fuck face' for her million followers to criticize. “How dare you!” Ann yelled and jolts out of her chair enraged. Maria happily jogs to the elevator before Ann could reach her. She squeezes through the narrow opening as the doors close then waved at Ann to mock her efforts.

“I cannot wait for the day Vera good gets into a fight and Eden would not be there!” “That day will be brutal” I closed the laptop. I opened it again immediately and refreshed. There was a meme now. Someone had taken a part of the video and turned it into a GIF, the exact moment Erica had me by the hair and my face was doing something undignified, and put it side by side with a stock image of a cat being held by the scruff. The account that posted it had no profile picture, no followers, no posts except this one. I knew who made it. WREN!

“Oh, I’m serious!” His smirk shifted into a soft smile. “Then I’m serious.“​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

Some of them even roll on the grass, laughing and I wonder whether I have said something funny. “Have I said something funny?" I ask them. They get a bit serious and the laughter dies away. They look at each other, then at me, and the leader addresses me, trying very hard not to laugh. “Forgive us but what you say is unbelievable. You don't look like a Luna of anywhere, and by your looks maybe you should stop lying and take us seriously." The leader says.

I say laughing when Caroline playfully smacks my bum. Ace on the other hand looked like he wanted to explode. "Go on, get the dresses." I face Ace, when a giggling Caroline leaves us. "Loosen up old man, we were joking." "Do I look like I am?" Okay, seriously, what is his problem? "I guess being too serious comes with being old," I say playfully, hoping to make him smile. "You are pushing it Aella! I said enough." I open my mouth shocked that he had just raised his voice at me. "Seriously what is your problem."

I fell back in with the water entering my mouth. I came back up to the surface coughing up like a hag and let out a laugh. I looked at his face and my laughter died down for I saw that his eyes were red from crying and his face sad. He was breathing harshly and let out a curse while passing his hands through his hair in frustration. ” Why the f*ck would you do that sick joke Adele” he shouted “I’m sorry I wasn’t thinking” my voice barely a whisper “You damn right you weren’t I almost had a heart attack ” he yelled frustratingly

'But life isn't fair,' a voice in my head reminds me. I pout, and looking up, all eyes are on me, smiling. This one guy chuckles and my eyes settle on him. "What's so funny?" I ask sweetly. He looks like a deer caught in headlight, and he's probably going to pee his pants. Liam looks at him, and chuckling, he says, "She's only kidding."

Noah looked at me, took a deep breath, and sighed, "It’s really cute when you try to act mad. You're like an inch fucking tall and your mad face is adorable." Unfortunately, my brothers liked to poke fun at me when I was mad. They were all bigger than me and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t pull off a convincing mad face around them, "Are you seriously making fun of my mad face? What the fuck is wrong with you?" Noah and Oliver busted out laughing and started imitating my mad face. I tried to hold a straight face but the more I tried the more they laughed. I picked up the uneaten biscuit off my plate and threw part of it at Noah and the other half at Oliver.