Novel & Cerita She May Not Be Cute

she asked but I shook my head. "You are smart but sometimes you act like an empty brain AI. How can there be boys finest but no girls finest in a school made up of boys and girls?" she chuckled. "Are you on the list?" I asked as even though she is a talkative, she is still very pretty. But she chuckled "Me? Nah. How can I be on the list? You need to see the angels on the list and you won't ask such a question ever again. You can compete with them, though, but I just saw that you rarely take care of yourself. You need to start seeing a dermatologist real often, or you might bury your looks," she said, and I felt bad but still nodded.

Ridiculous! She put her nail between her teeth and decided not to pay attention to this mute and not a very beautiful girl, frankly, Michaël would be stupid to be interested in a girl who cannot talk to him first but worse is not at all attractive, she is a hundred times more beautiful than this girl.

Yeah, it's an insult. "Are you a model ?" She asks sarcastically. "No. I'm in college." "College..." She laughs. God why can't I be active and aggressive. She stops laughing and eyes me from head to toe. "You don't fit in his league. You know the funniest part , he's gonna get tired of you after getting you on his bed. You should concentrate on school and stop running after things that you can't handle. You don't know Gray. And once you discover who he is, It might be too late buddy..."

“You look adorable.” She scrunched her nose at me and planted her hands on her hips. Tapping the toe of her combat boot into the dirt, she grumbled, “I was going for sexy, daring, totally badass.” “You’re all of those things, but you’re still cute. Trust me, there isn’t a warrior here today that won’t follow your command.” “Do you think they’re mad at me?”

“What do you know? You look better without my glasses too.” Everyone in the class went “ooooh” and the boy that dared mess with her turned beet red and tried to explain himself. “I didn’t mean anything weird by it!” She raised an eyebrow. “Oh? I think you did. I think you believe in the outdated notion than women have to conform to men’s beauty standards to get by in this world. Let me tell you something; I can’t wear contacts because they mess with my eyes. I need these to see. “I am not going to make myself ‘pretty’ for you or anyone else at the expense of my own comfort. And I’ll have you know that I rock these glasses. So keep your stupid opinions to yourself, kay?”

"I am not laughing; I think it is cute." "Cute is my ass when it is going to look like a bus." "I hate to break it to you, but a big bottom is not pretty at all." She grunts at me, I can hear she wants to laugh at my stupid comment, yet she is trying to compose herself pretty well. "Soldier, get back to Galland." "Love you, boo." "Love you too."

I'm trying hard to cut them until she stepped on my ego. "Amy it's not the way you cut them. You don't know how to do it, you can't do that. Give to me." what does she think of herself what did she mean I can't do it. I always thought cooking as one of the girls traits. What does she mean by I can't do that am I not a normal girl. Or she thinks I'm not a girl. Wait what?!

It said that it was really hard at the same time. For heaven's sake, I am suppressing my laughter. She acts like a kid at the same time! And she said combat skills right? I can't even imagine a girl as beautiful as she is like Genieva. She is too beautiful to become a warrior. Damn! Did I just say beautiful to this girl? I feel like hitting myself. Since when have I noticed the cute side of this girl? And I even said cute side. For crying out loud, what is happening to me?

A confusion of joy and excitement, perhaps even more than that, growing deep in my gut and spreading through my flesh like a cancer. She wasn't just pretty. She wasn't merely cute. The girl was probably a vampire for a reason, you know? There aren't any ugly ones, ever notice that? She walked, talked, tasted, smelled, and even laughed like a normal, gorgeous, sexy, well-adjusted young woman. Men just aren't equipped to deal with something like that, you know? Or at least I wasn't. The realization hit me like a thunderbolt.

She looked dreamy, as if she were having a good dream. I smiled when I saw the cute expression on her face, especially when she scrunched up her nose. “Your niece is cute,” I told Shan. “She took most of her features from you.” The comment earned a snort from Shan. I could feel that she did not appreciate the praise. Shan was always like that. When a person complimented her, she was often shy. I wondered what made her miff this time. “Cute is for puppies, not grown-ups like me.”