The Perks Of Being A Wallflower の小説・ストーリー

She was, however, wise enough to keep her mouth shut. When we entered the main hall, some people turned to look at us, giving us strange looks. I noticed Lia squirming slightly beside me in response to the attention we were receiving. It was something I fully expected. Since the news that I'll be Marshall Adam's daughter's date tonight has already spread, most of the people around here are looking forward to seeing me and Zara together. So, seeing me with another girl may come as a surprise to them. But they had no idea that this petite woman with me had already won my heart. I walked forward, ignoring their stares, tightening my grip on her wrist and making her wince slightly. I wanted to y

If there had been a sweepstakes for Least Likely To Be Secretly Engaged To Me, he would’ve been the odds-on favorite. And now, I’d just claimed him. The room erupted into murmurs, questions, speculation, and even envy. “That’s why she kept it quiet…” “God, what a power move.” “This is a PR masterclass.” Dante said nothing, just slipped his hand around my waist and drew me into the dance we’d never rehearsed, because now, the performance was everything. The music returned, and I let him lead, our bodies close enough to pass for love. I felt oddly powerful. I had just rewritten the narrative in front of an entire room, and no one was none the wiser.

Zeke reads the piece of paper and bursts into laughter before catching Wyatt's death glare. "Woah, sorry. It's not funny. Not at all." Zeke coughs before tossing the paper to Isaac. Isaac reads whatever is on it and bites his knuckles. Biting his knuckles is a weird habit that Isaac developed in the fourth grade. I never figured out how but I just know that he does it whenever he's stressed out. He then turns and tosses the paper towards Ashton and I'm left to wonder, what the fridge is going on? And it seems like everyone else is wondering the same exact thing.

Seeing that Jessica's expression was slightly gloomy, Flora was even more complacent, "People are unwilling to meet those who helped them when they were still nobody because they will be reminded of the lowest point of their lives, right?" Flora's words kept reverberating in Jessica's ears. She couldn’t shake off the image of Mary lowering her head silently all the time in that party held abroad by Christian’s mom. Flora took this opportunity to fan the flames, "Since my agency decided I should take part in the talent show, I will definitely win and be a member of the female group. I came to meet you because I want to tell you one thing... You’d better only mind your own business. I will not

“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.

Paula leaned on the windowsill and glanced coolly at Sally, who was taking pictures of the flowers in the flowerbeds during their break. “She’s becoming even cockier.” Zoey furrowed her brows as leaned against the window and read. “Perhaps she did not have the means to before, and now that she’s been presented with the opportunity, she’s learning to her heart’s content.” Then, she raised her gaze to look at the girl with the camera, an odd glint flashing through her eyes. “To be honest, it’s quite nice to… be able to do what you like.”

Laila screamed, clutching her face in agony. At the same time, Simon released the truth online about how Laila had become the top student at the Werewolf Academy by copying all of Zora's work. The revelation rocked the school. Once confirmed, the academy swiftly expelled her. Banished to the edge of the forest, Laila began experiencing rejection symptoms. It turned out that since my kidney had been infected by wolfsbane, the poison was spreading through her body. She finally felt the same burning agony I had endured over the past six months. The searing pain overwhelmed her, and in the end, she was poisoned to death.

I wish. If I had to describe myself—and trust me, I’ve had practice—it goes like this: for every breathtaking beauty, there’s always a girl with wild red curls, an awkward grin, and a face full of misplaced optimism. That’s me. The textbook definition of a wallflower. Your average, unremarkable high school nobody.

He was absoluletly gorgeous. A throat clearing had me jump a bit, but it took me out of my lustful thoughts. I looked around again at the sweet old woman and she winked at me. I felt a blush creep onto my cheeks and looked back at Mr. Reynolds. He gave me a sweet, teasing smile and i felt the blush get deeper. Jeez, I needed to focus. I need this job and its something I would actually be interested in, I did not want to work at a big chain store because it can be a shit show. Focus Lorna.

Violet shifts, not sure what I plan on doing. “I'm sorry, Vee. Can we just stay like this for a moment?” my sleepy voice inquires next to her ear. My eyes are closed, but I can feel her head tilt up to look at me. “Alright, but just for a few minutes,” she shyly replies, adjusting so we both don't fall off. I chuckle as the quiet of the room lulls me into a deep slumber. “By the way,” I start, almost fully asleep. “Even the loneliest flower has the ground for company.”