She Was Pretty Novels & Stories

I'm not stup*d," then she rolled her eyes that made me grinned and smirked. "Well, let me tell you these." I went closer to her that made her hissed. "If you're not stup*d, then maybe you'll know that the term pretty doesn't much suits you. Oh wait! Let me rephrase that! If you're pretty, then you don't have mind. If you have mind, then you're not pretty. Now, you choose. Where in two are you?." "Duh!" Roll eyes. "I am pretty and I have mind too."

PATUNGO nang mansion si Rosita at Baby Venus. She wore a red velvet bodycon dress, and red velvet slingback boots. She curls her long black hair that suits her well. She only put light make and pink lipstick na nababagay lang sa maputi niyang kutis. She really stands out. Has a sexy figure, despite gaining weight. And for Baby Venus, she wore a pink dress with a pink crown. She's such an adorable baby. Habang tumatagal ay nakikita na ni Rosita ang mga mata ng bata na manang-mana sa ama.

Sa mga nakaraang taon, wala pang katulad niya ang naging kinatawan. Young. Beautiful. Hindi pamilyar ang mukha. And she's a woman.

the woman said with a grin. As Reid pulled me back, I couldn't tear my eyes away from the woman. Her beauty was captivating, and her presence commanded attention. Standing tall, she was easily two to three inches taller than me, accentuated by the three-inch heels she confidently wore. She exuded elegance and sophistication in her ensemble - a sleek black pencil-cut skirt paired with a white tube top elegantly covered by a long, flowing black blazer. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down her back, perfectly straight and gleaming. Her complexion, a gorgeous shade of morena, added to her allure. It was impossible not to be mesmerized by her beauty.

Not nervous. Not cautious. Happy. The realization irritated me more than it should have. She wore a cream-colored long-sleeved blouse tucked neatly into a fitted black skirt that rested just above her knees. The simplicity of her clothes only made her look softer. Cleaner. Her dark hair was tied neatly behind her head, though several loose strands framed her face whenever the car moved slightly. Minimal makeup. Pink lips. Bright eyes. And that smile. That damn smile kept appearing on her face since this morning.

Marunong naman akong magbukas ng de lata gamit ang kutsilyo. "I saw you last time, nahihirapan ka." Hindi na ako umalma pa dahil inilagay nya na sa push cart yung can opener. Paikot ikot lang kami dahil nakalimutan ko 'yung listahan sa bahay sa pagmamadali. "Jared!" Natigilan kami pareho ng may tumawag sa pangalan nya. Lumingon lingon kami sa paligid. "Jared! It's really you!" Then I saw a very beautiful girl. She's wearing a floral dress and a flat shoe.

she said and stood straight. Dumbfoundedly, I stared at her. Si Harriet nga ba ang nasa harap ko? Bigla akong naguluhan. I gulped. Kamukha nga siya ni Harriet pero may iba sa kaniya. My eyes roamed at her appearance closely. Her hair is straight, dark brown, with highlights of magenta pink on its ends. She looked like a rockstar, and the way she wore clothes ay hindi gano'n si Harriet. She wore black tattered jeans and white tubes. The black combat shoes on her feet will be a no-no for Harriet to wear.

Then I smiled— not out of pettiness, not out of revenge, but because I finally knew the truth. I wasn’t the same girl she broke. “You look… different,” she stammered. “That’s the point,” I replied. Behind Sophie, I heard people whispering: “She’s Diane? The Diane?” “No way…” “She’s so pretty oh my god—” “She changed so much!” “Ryan is going to flip.” I straightened my posture and met Sophie’s panicked eyes. “Nice to see you again, Madam President,” I said with a razor-sharp politeness.

Nagpa-cute pa ito sa akin. She's wearing a beautiful pair of pink blouse and shorts. Her hair is neatly braided into ponytail and there's a pink scrunchie with a big bow tied on it. She really looks so pretty kahit na may pawis ito sa mukha. Para siyang yung modelong bata na nakikita ko sa mga tv commercials at print ads.

It's my first time seeing her in person. "I've watched some of your films." Naglakad lakad siya loob ng kwarto, hindi alintana ang pagkamangha ko sa kaniyang presensiya. I've heard her name inside the campus too. She's quite famous because except for her works, she's also a beauty. White porcelain skin, curvy body and raven hair. She looked like a modern snow white. "Really? Thank you. Sa HUMSS week, ipapalabas ang isa sa mga ginawa kong film. Manood ka ha?"