She's So Pretty Quotes Novels & Stories

She bought it at a boutique in Abuja and has never worn it. This is the best time to make use of it after all. The time is almost 2 o'clock , and she needs to be fast before Mansir comes to pick her. Already,she has taken her bath. She put on the dress and behold it was a fit. It really fits her so well. She did her make up herself since she is now perfect at it. She learnt how to from a tutorial on YouTube . Pretty was an understatement of how she looks, she look gorgeously beautiful. People call her ' a pretty face with a rotten attitude ' . She Is one beautiful lady but with a very bad attitude.

She screeched and they all covered their ears with their hand . N "Don't I look pretty? And charming? Classy? "She turned around for them. "Indeed you look sickly and utterly despicable." Emily replied with a bright smile. "Sickly?? I'm beautiful. " "Yes with that ' thing ' on your head and that lipstick of yours that looked on the verge of dripping. You do look beautiful. "

“Sorry? “ why I asked. Did I do anything wrong, I know I’m so dumb.. or fuck I knew it my boobs? My body… they weren’t as pretty as hers and maybe my boobs aren’t a pretty one to behold, but why is sh.. “How are you this pretty. She said trailing her index across my chest and round my babies.. you’re so beautiful, far the most beautiful human I’ve laid my eyes upon.” She said. But I don’t know why she had her yes fixed on me on mig body.. damn I’m so fucking shy right now… i scoffed. “Oh, please don’t do that. I’m not lying.” She said. Actions speaks louder than word I mumbled”. I heard that cupcake.

Instead "is he a pretty as you?" If i had a drink i would have spluttered the whole thing out here, right on this damp soil. My face is suddenly hot. She knows, and is having trouble hiding it, by the lopsided smile that has curled it way around her lip like steam gasped out of a whistling kettle. Her teeth flashes through, and somehow crooked teeth is my new definition of vogue. "Handsome, you were trying to say handsome, right?" She gets even smug-er. " No, you are not handsome, you are pretty, like girl type of fine."

She queries and sips her lemonade gently. I sit next to her and reply casually, "Nope. You look prettier, babe." "You are even prettier. I'm just like this, day by day, as usual." She returns the compliment as if she didn't have charming visual. She is always down to earth, and it makes her more attractive than any other people in my life. I gently take her right hand and stir the topic, "Anyway, you say this hang out will be special. Can you explain it to me?"

I swallowed hard and looked away. "You're unbelievable, you know that right?" I said, "Can you recall what you asked me some minutes ago?" I asked, She gazed down at her hand and thought for a while, "I'm sorry, I don't just feel pretty," She said acsying me to grow more angry, "You're freaking kidding me. You don't feel pretty? What does that even mean? I just told you that you are freaking pretty to me and you're telling me the opposite?" I said and without even letting her answer, I continued,

What an annoying little brat! "Of course! Like, isn't that obvious? Everyone here are nothing but a piece of trash except for me and those I acknowledge. I am the most perfect lady! No one can compare to me. I am beauty, brains and riches, everybody adores me! And you low lives are nothing but amusement in my eyes. I am gold! The epitome of perfection! Like, literally!" She boasted. Oh my gosh! How do I unsee that?!

So much so that it frightened and excite her at the same time. The more she thought of him, the more the smile on her face grew until she couldn't hide it anymore. "What's so funny?" His voice had caught through her thought and pulling her to look back at him. "Ah, it's nothing. I'm just thinking to myself" "A penny for your thought then?" Her mouth parted and then closed before she shrugged it off. "I'm just thinking how crazy it is that I had to be lost before finding someone who calls me pretty instead of hot or sexy"

she grinned as she started singing the words. I bend over laughing, “I get you love Fifth Harmony, but girl you're going to have to stop quoting their songs.” “It ain't bragging if you know it's true.” she said laughing coming around the bed and looking in the mirror with me, “We are going to melt a lot of hearts today."

“What–what are you doing here?” She rolled her eyes. “Hi to you too.” I hadn’t noticed it before but I could see now that she was pretty. And not just plain pretty, but pretty in a breathtaking way. She had a small oval face that would easily lift the mood of anyone that was having a bad day. Adding to her beauty were small, rounded lips and shiny black hair that had been rolled into a bun at the back of her hair. In her sky blue shirt and pencil skirt, she looked totally out of place in a bar like that.