The Perks Of Being A Wallflower Novels & Stories

At least my aim is still perfect, a small consolation for what's left of my dignity. "See? That's what it's about, Miranda," he says as he rubs his reddened forehead. "You're one of the brightest agents I know, but you can't control your impulses." He sighs and picks up my agenda from the floor, bringing it back to the table. "Better luck next time, little pretender" With that, Adam turns around and leaves. I hate to admit it, but even Adam is right. Maybe yoga isn't such a bad idea after all.

The fierce, terrifying jealousy from last night was entirely gone, replaced by a profound, dazed awe. "A Swiss audit, Veronica?" I chuckled, leaning my lower back against the desk beside her. "You just bypassed a Zurich compliance network while smelling like a tequila distillery. Collins looked like he was about to vomit through his nose." "Collins is a pathetic slave to his biology," she rasped, slowly lifting her head from her hands, her dark eyes looking up at me through her lashes with a mix of exhaustion and unyielding pride. "And for your information, it was a birthday celebration. Carolina is twenty-six today, and we decided the only logical response to that information was to drink a

“You can do anything. You’re Willow fucking Thompson.” “That’s the thing,” she smiled sadly. “I’m Willow fucking Thompson. And because I am, I’ve got so many doors opened to me now. So many opportunities and contacts. Even though I don’t know the magnitude of them yet, I know they are out there. All I’m trying to say is, I would hate to be my family’s idea of perfect, at the detriment of who I truly wish to be.” I get her. I really do. Just as I am about to say as much, I catch sight of Theo at the bar. He’s leaning into a girl, who at first, I think it’s Tessa.

[LOL, fake girl's spiraling! [She tried to humiliate Mia and got hit with the reverse card instead. I'm dead.] [Don't back down, Mia! Ezra hates fake girls. The more real you are, the more he'll like you!] Huh? There's a perk like that? The comments kept flying past like they were yelling at me personally— [Listen to me! Grab the most expensive drink on the table, toast him, and tell him you're taking over his money!] [Exactly! Ezra's completely touch-starved. He likes getting bossed around—especially about money. That's the cute part!]

“Are we really arguing about wallflowers, for God’s sake? Do you know how much my time is worth?” Jorel stood, looking slightly dazed, pointing both index fingers at me as if mentally cataloging his to-do list. “Marry Olivia Stick, double my allowance, sleep with as many girls as I can for extra cash, and I get to sleep with the wallflower… but I can’t like her. Because squid’s better than wallflower.” “Get out!” I barked.

My words hit Carlo so hard that he staggered backward, unable to mutter another word. That was right. What had he ever done? Scenes from the past played repeatedly in his mind. I didn't give him another look. Instead, I turned to face the guests. "If I may, I would like to take this opportunity to make an announcement tonight. From this moment on, I, Rosa Shaw, officially accept the Perez Family's invitation. I'll be serving as Luca's personal Consigliere. My past may be tied to the Gutierrez Family, but my future belongs to myself and the Perez Family."

I looked at my roommate, who was still processing the revelation that her family had secret supernatural connections. "Are you okay with all this?" I asked her. "Are you kidding?" Ploy said, her expression brightening. "This is the coolest thing that's ever happened to me. I get to be part of a secret supernatural community AND help people? This is like winning the lottery!" "Only you would be excited about supernatural bureaucracy," I said with relief. Before I could respond, there was a knock on our door. I opened it to find Kamon standing in the hallway with a small backpack and that smile that always made my heart skip.

Really, Eva never let anything get in the way of what she’d decided she wanted, not even shyness. Flora remained where she was, sipping her cocktails and watching the people around her entice each other. Much to her surprise, she was enjoying herself immensely. It may not have looked like much to the outside eye, but Flora had hardly ever gone beyond the walls of her home during the course of her marriage except to work events that Henry wanted to parade her around as his beautiful trophy wife that was in love with him so even this small sliver of outside life was exciting to her.

Elena pushed open the door to the office hall, a hush fell over the room. The soft hum of fluorescent lights and the gentle rustle of papers suddenly seemed amplified as all eyes turned to her. Two days ago, Elena's life turned from grass to grace when her heiress status was revealed at the party, splashing her face across news headlines and billboards. Elena's heels clicked on the floor as she approached the receptionist's desk. Her gaze swept the room, meeting the stares of the office staff. A gentle hum of whisper rustled through the office, like a soft breeze stirring leaves.

I replied and she posted my shoulder. I hate it when I look pitiful, I smiled and made her feel as if it is nothing. "Uhm, let's go for lunch." I urged her as we went to the cafeteria together. *************** I walked inside my house and I met my mom and dad with a stranger in the living room, I guess it is my younger sister's fashion designer this time. My sister is getting married soon, I can't believe I'm going to be alone in this big mansion. According to what I heard she is getting married to Jayden.