Shes Not That Cute Novels & Stories

Sasha asked. " I dunno". Gina shrugged. Sasha signed, she remembered Juliet and frown. "I hate her". She said subconsciously. " her. Who?". Gina asked raising a brow. "Juliet. The new girl". " Oh! She's cute ". Gina smiled. " what! ". Sasha exclaimed "! Maybe she's cute but not like me, she's just an ugly duck". She's pissed already. How can Gina say the new girl is cute, off cause she's the college Queen and no other gil should be cuter than her. Juliet can't come from nowhere and steal the limelight from her. No its not working but she hated her guts. She let out a sign.

She could at least take the damn puffer jacket off. I don’t know why it irks me, but it does. I think this girl is either hiding a gross disfigurement or she has very bad anemia. But whatever it is… she is really, really nice, which makes me feel guilty about how much we talked about her yesterday. And about the team implying she’s ugly. Anastasia Blomqvist is NOT ugly at all. She’s definitely cute, if you’re into younger-looking girls who dress like they’re tired of life.

Imagine my surprise when he introduces me to his cute little wife. What hurt most was that she was nothing like me. she was short, tiny and a brunette. Nothing like me, I was only a head shorter than Andre, I was blonde dirty blonde but still blonde. I wasn’t in any way cute. I was busty. Nothing about me is cute.

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?”

She shudders and I smirk. “What are you? A preschooler? You think you can bully me because of the way I look? Think again!” My voice picks up a notch. “You think I'm fat? Baby,” she flinches at the endearment, “I'm a perfect size! Honestly you should eat more, then maybe he would want you. Right now, you have the curves of a chopping block, what guy would be attracted to a twig?” She flinches again; I must have hit a nerve.

She doesn't want him, so he tries to slander her instead. The blunt exposure left Luke dumbfounded. His face turned ashen.

He didn't fail to notice tears escaping her eyes. Stella have been raised up as a princess by her family. She haven't seen a wound bigger than Devon's. She's sensitive and emotional but she never let anyone to know about it by masking it with her bitchy attitude. Being sensitive and emotional is treated as being weak nowadays. Once she got her finger cut while chopping vegetables and she cried over it for a day and swore she would never ever use knife. That's how much sensitive she is.

His grin was not helping her at all as he said “Very cute.” “I just had my lunch” she quickly said. “Great. Then this could be your dessert.” He said without missing a beat. “Don't worry, it is alcohol-free and decaffeinated too. Talk of cute, did I ever tell you how beautifully cute you look when you blush?” “I don't blush.” She said emphatically. “Must be my imagination then. Still, you look very…”

"That's nice, but I don't think it's appropriate." She puts her hands up, shaking her head fast "Oh no...I wasn't suggesting...." I put my hand up to cut her off. "It's ok. I know what you meant. I just think it's not appropriate for you as an unranked member. That's all." She gives a quiet laugh. "Oh ok. Yeah you're probably right. Just...if you need anything. Anything at all. Just ask." She flashes a smile.

I'm pleased that I've ruffled him for once. “Ok, why do I like you? Well, you are funny, sweet, witty, cute - “ “Cute!” I say, miffed. “What’s wrong with cute?” “Babies are cute. Puppies are cute. Grandmothers are cute. I am not cute,” I say, huffing a little. Carter laughs for a few seconds. “Ok, ok. Not cute. How about pretty?” “I’ll accept it,” I say, mollified.