Shes Not That Cute Novels & Stories

The fright slowly drained from her face then it was replaced by a frown. "Don't tell me you two hate each other that bad," she utters in disbelief. "Wasn't it obvious the first time?" I question. "Why do you always go around hating the cute guys?" I fell silent and counted to ten trying to hold back from hitting something. "He's cute and sexy. I can't believe you hate him," she exclaims flabbergasted. "I'm surprised you don't," I began to argue and I was trying not to take my anger out on her, "he's a real piece of shit if you get to know him."

He made a sad pouty on his face. He looked so cute like that. "No, you are not handsome." She said, thinking better than to give a boost to his ego. He fake sighed. He seriously looked so damn cute at that time that Scarlett was tempted to kiss in his cheeks and hug him tightly but she didn't. Instead, she did one thing he did not expect. He never thought her doing that would feel so good. _________________________________________________________________________

But once it did, I found myself chortling. “What? No! How did…” But the rest of my words died down in my throat at the soft feel of her lips against my cheek, the clicking sound of the phone following almost immediately. I found her staring at me through a smug grin, holding the phone up to me. “Told you it can’t be that bad.” And surprisingly, I found myself agreeing with her as I stared at the screen. It really wasn't bad – it wasn’t bad at all! “What caption do you think I should use? Think of something cute, but not cheesy. Something unique.” “How about ‘brave hearts?’” I offered. “How about no,” she answered 'sweetly,' to which I just chuckled. “Hey, it’s not that bad you know.” “Brave

She had everything to be considered a seductive woman. All I had was my cute face, cute voice, cute height, cute freaking aura. My breasts were only a handful and cute like Gemma once called them. I didn't have curves like I always dreamed of, just a slender body that's supposed to be sexy but because I'm cute, most people only pay attention to that fact. Let's not forget that being with me was like child abuse. I would never be able to give any man confidence and pride if they walked with me. Notice I said men, not boys.

I felt like defaming her body even though it was wrong. “If so, it used to be fleshy!” Charlotte replied. “She must have lost weight after she kept mute and started to exercise. Regardless, she is still curvy. She has that figure that most men would die to get. If you were a man, won’t you look at those curves? I am curvy and you are too but we both can’t measure up to Elena. Hers is on a different level.” “Do not bring up that again!” I told her carefully. “My body shape and yours can’t be measured together. I am on a different level from you. I am curvy and I have a very fleshy butt. You were never curvy. Stop fooling, okay.”

I am so freaking addicted and I don't want to quit’ I laughed. ‘You suck at taking selfies by the way.’ ‘What's wrong with them? I was trying to look cute for my wife, also I think I did pretty good for a first-timer’ he replied and I laughed. ’I don't think you and cute should be in a sentence’ He sent a laughing emoji. ’Are you trying to say I am ugly, Celine Belshar Nessar Abed’ God, he was impossible. ’Are you trying to fish for compliments, Belshar Nessar Abed’

I responded, she looked at me like she couldn't believe I said that, "Easily the cutest girl in the school." "Oh, shut your lying fucking slut mouth," she growled at me, "I'm not. There's lots of prettier girls." "Not really, most of them are mid," I responded and I was being dead serious, "They're nothing interesting to look at. And when they're all together, you can't even figure out who's who because they all look the same. Boring. But you stand out in every way." Bobbie didn't respond for a while, she was just blinking. Then she turned to look at me again.

She replied. Huh? She sounded so sure about who was texting her. And, did she just call me cute? I blushed a little, then got serious again as if she could see my face from here. "Cute? I am not cute. Sexy, hot, and handsome? Absolutely, yes. But definitely not cute. And are you saying someone "cute" can't be a serial killer?" I asked. "You are not one. If you were, you are one hot serial killer. A nice way to catch your victims." She replied.

i look at her with neutral face . Cute ? Why don't go and marry her then !!??? I sigh . My eyes landed on something. Cute . Cute cute cute . "That ....is ...soo ...cute " i said "Oh ..that ...well why don't you buy it as a gift for her ?" She suggested. I look at price and instantly regret looking at it . "Its too expensive " i wined . "Well ..since you are my regular customer. ...i'll make a deal ...why don't you by that and with that ...buy this ...cause ..i want it out of my shop .."

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.”