Novel & Cerita Shes Not That Cute

“I WILL, I PROMISE YOU THAT.” ‘If the rest of the world hates us, then why are we so cute together?’ ----- Anonymous -----

she groaned after several failed attempts. " you are a pain in the ass" she grumbled while I shrugged. " I don't need heavy makeup to look beautiful" I pointed out " it doesn't matter. I just want to make you look sexy" she pouted. I snort " no guy would want a woman like me. look at me, I look big . Come on" it hurt saying those words but that's the truth " Come on"

I don't know if she's pretty. - Bro, you are old. How do you not know if she's pretty? Are you blind? - It's not a girl like the ones you see around here. It's not flashy or hides its face behind paint. She doesn't seem to be plastic like the other candidates. - Did you notice all that except if she's pretty? - Leo asked, frowning. - I think she's pretty. A little provincial beauty, but yes, she's beautiful. - I think I like her already. Is she single?

she emphasized. “Because you’re beautiful,” I honestly answered. I caught a slight blush coloring her cheeks in the soft glow of the street light. “Are we eating at a closed establishment?” She said pointedly to the dark building. I chuckled and softly grabbed her hand to wrap around my arm. She didn’t pull away, and Morpheus was purring in my chest at the physical contact. Like he used to do when Selene was near. I waved the thought away. Sophia was a Beta with a wolf. Selene was nobody.

She is far from ugly, with her perky a** and br*asts, which she always thought was ok, slender yet curvy waist, natural pink thin lips that crack sometimes, a cute button nose that is always red from the air conditioning or allergies, and her eyes wide-set. And even though she doesn't like to compare herself to the females of her age, she always thought that she doesn't stand a chance of going out on dates or getting a second glance from the popular boys. Despite being rated a seven on the hot or not list, with someone commenting, saying that she could be an eight if she washes her hair, or dressed in clothes other than oversized sweats.

Shanice rolled her eyes though there was a hint of a smile on her lips. "Guys, I am not that pretty. Stop saying that. Look, there are so many pretty faces around us. Every girl is pretty in their own way, you know. You are pretty, she is pretty and Serena is pretty too," Shanice stated, smiling. Serena couldn't help but feel awkward by her comment. She was convinced, It was meant to uplift her spirit but it did the opposite.

"What do you want?" I couldn't help it. I laughed. There was nothing much more hilarious than a five foot four girl trying to look like the fucking batman. "Well aren't you adorable?" Like a Chihuahua. She didn't like that. Her eyes narrowed and her lips pressed in a sour look. "What do you want?" She deadpanned.

Am I lame because I have no siblings? Am I boring because Brit is girly enough for the both of us? I want to hunt, and she wants to shop. I want to work on cars, and she wants to wear make-up. I don't get it. It's hard. It isn't easy. It's not me to be pretty. It's not me to be sexy. Being sexy is for popular, and being popular is not like me.

But they still didn’t feel like they belonged on my body. “It’s cute,” Maeve said, cocking her head to the side, a slight frown marring her lips. “But it’s not party cute.” “Party cute?” She nodded, and then her shoulders lifted into a shrug. “Yeah, party cute,” she repeated. “You need to wear something hot… something that screams 'Kade’s girl.” I cringed. “Kade’s girl?” I asked, my nose crinkling like I smelled something bad.

Or was she doing this to spite me? “If you keep glaring, you’re going to scare her.” Elise warns, drawing my attention to her. “Babies like cute things.” “Are you saying I’m not cute?” I challenge. “Not cute.” Elise confirms, eyeing me. “Cute makes me think of rainbows and butterflies. I can’t imagine using that word for a man.” “Then what would you consider me?” I ask, getting up and making my way over to where she sits. “Hm?”