She Is Also Cute Today Novels & Stories

I'm slightly taking aback by the fiery platinum blondie smiling brightly in front of me. "Um.. About what? "i swear this girl just shows up from no where most of the time and starts talking about some pointless stuff, i bet she's referring to her new mack cutex. "My shoes of course! "she grins and flips her gorgeous platinum curls with red highlights. Well, at least i was close.

Maybe today wasn’t going to be so bad after all. We walked over to the table, and as we got closer, I saw there was already someone sitting there—a really pretty girl who looked like she could be in a magazine or one of those fashion ads on TV. She had smooth, dark brown skin that looked soft and glowing, and her hair was done in long, neat braids that fell perfectly over her shoulders. She wore a light purple sweater with small sparkles on it, paired with ripped jeans and white sneakers. Everything about her screamed confidence and style, like she knew exactly how to look good without even trying.

I could tell she was anxious by her expression and how she was tugging at the edge of her tee. She was dressed down today, so I’m guessing she had no meetings for the shop. The same khaki capris paired with a teal cotton tee with her company logo on the front. Her hair had been down when we left this morning, but now it was up in a messy bun. It looked effortlessly sexy. I especially liked that she hadn’t bothered with makeup, so the dark hickey on her neck was on full display. I smiled, thinking about how as of the new moon, my mark will be.

“Come in.” The door swings open, revealing the hot as hell of my cantankerous. She looks good to eat in just a dark pair of skin-tight jeans and a white sleeveless crop top with fuck-me-high heels. Her hair falls down her shoulders in large curls. She has light makeup with a cherry red lip gloss. I lick my lips absentmindedly in anticipation. She’s in a good mood tonight because she gives me a polite smile, then gets inside, closing the door behind her. She releases a sigh.

Yet, I have to ask. "Quite the most one usual food combination there, from something fizzy to something healthy. Can you not decide what your flavor of the day is?" "Clayton!" "What else does catch my attention is that it is rather chilly outside there today, and you have seemed to what have been like three small tubs of ice cream. Or is that perhaps from the past three days?" I watch as she starts to move a bit uncomfortable around, and I know that somehow I have hit a nail on a nerve, but what nerve I am soon about to find out.

"You got her a present?" Cherry tucked a stray bit of her blond hair behind her ear. "Yes. Dumb, right?" Pearl tried for a smile and failed. "I wonder if somewhere, someone is spoiling her rotten today." "I think so." Cherry smiled, and it lit her delicate features. "I feel in my gut that someone is. Who knows, maybe she has a whole bevy of gorgeous men waiting on her hand and foot today." Pearl laughed. "Katty would love that."

She hesitates, and I say, “Don’t worry. You’ll stay in the room with me.” That gets a big sigh out of her, and she nods. “Okay.” After a few more bites of her dinner, she asks, “Why are you doing this? You’re being nicer to me today.” “Because today is a good day.” Jade giggles and digs into her meal. We finish, and I help her into a green dress that brings out the color of her eyes. It fits her body perfectly, hugging her curves in the right places. Her hair is easier to tackle, and I pack it into a messy bun.

she declares, like chaos is something you can actually be prepared for. I return her smile with my own before I asked her, "What trouble have you brought on yourself today?" She adjusted the straps of bag on her shoulder, she is wearing a knitted white top with blue skinny jeans. She wears glasses and looks like a cute nerd but with a crazy personality. "Nothing much," she shrugged, which tells me it is absolutely something. "Just a punch here and there for Niall." She says, casually. I stop in my tracks, her words processing in my mind before I shriek in disbelief, "You punched Niall?!" My voice shows the disbelief I feel.

“Oh, I am being nice. That was me holding back.” I laughed again, shaking my head. “Poor guy.” “Please, don’t feel sorry for him. He’s doing just fine now with all the attention he gets.” I was still smiling when she nodded toward the door. “Come on,” she said with a bright glint in her eyes, “let’s take a little stroll around the pack.” And then she quickly added, “Or if you’re tired, we could just do it tomorrow.” I shook my head immediately, grinning. “No, no, today’s perfect.”

She would not normally give a damn about her looks , but today is an excuse to be vain. “I have a feeling that the Rogues are getting impatient and burning your house down is just the beginning.” “Of what?” “Honey, the real battle is about to begin. You better buckle up, because I am betting my bottom dollar that Quentin is upping the ante today. That is why he got you another teacher.” Perhaps that was the case. She was more bothered of how her brows looked like today. Will they need plucking or were her lips too dry and needed chapstick? Will lipstick be acceptable?