Emma Mackey Blonde の小説・ストーリー

I know that I’m acting like a bitch, but I really hate the fact that Amelia’s eyes are set on her. Mandy is the living proof that I’ll never experience getting liked back by Amelia, because from what I can see, Mandy and I are far from each other. Looks and body, you can clearly see our differences. Mandy is a blonde, with green eyes. She's also very curvy and I myself would never deny that she’s pretty. If only I didn't like Amelia, I could clearly see myself finding her hot.

Emma noticed that Amelia dyed her hair edges pink, and Amelia noticed that Emma's red hair had gotten redder, more fuller and longer. She whistled as she noticed that her kid sister was looking better, more beautiful. "What!" Emma asked, laughing, as she heard Amelia whistle.

Matching earrings, delicately designed and lightweight, complement the overall aesthetic. Emma's hairstyle is a testament to grace, with her hair left open and straight, parted meticulously down the middle. Bold makeup, carefully applied, contrasts with her looks, accentuating her features and adding a hint of allure. The culmination of these elements renders Emma's appearance nothing short of captivating, a vision that captures attention and admiration.

Must have come here after I left. “Hey guys.” “Thomas, you finally decided to join us.” “We were about to have fun without you.” “Well I’m here now.” “And not alone I see.” “Everyone, this is Emma. My childhood best friend.” “Hi.” “Hey. It’s nice to meet you. I’m Maggie.” Maggie had long brown hair that curled at the end. I could tell by her tone and smile that she was an optimistic person. She likes to think positively. “And right there is Shawn.”

When he got out of the car and was greeted by the magnificent view before him, Michaël didn't know how to react and just blushed. He finds her beautiful for sure but as it was the first time he saw her without her school uniform he was a little shaken. Emma in a beautiful yellow dress reaching just above her knees, small sandals with heels, and this pigtail hairstyle, she didn't need any artifice on her to be magnificent, she is every day that's fine without saying but today just this day, Emma is breathtaking. In his eyes, she is the most beautiful girl that exists.

She looks a bit like Haven but she had pinkish cheeks, little eyelashes and dark brown hair. Haven was naturally blonde, just like me. But I had dyed mine to dark brown so it was easy to mistake such resemblance. There was also something that could make someone mistake us to be related. We both had deep green eyes but Mr Nash, he had beautiful grey eyes. "Fine, let's say we're allies. Then explain why Emery keeps insisting on calling me Mom." I turned to Emmette, catching the flash of panic that crossed his face before he quickly masked it with a blank expression.

Tammy said. “You are preaching to the quire. I have tried to tell her this for weeks,” Simon agreed. “He just wants to make sure I look right, as tonight is a big thing for him,” Emma objected. “Sure, Honey, you tell yourself that,” Tammy told her, and exchanged a look with Simon. Tammy worked her wonders on Emma’s hair as the nail technician created beautiful nails that went from black and faded into rose gold at the tip. Tammy had tamed Emma’s naturally curly hair into a slick hairdo with a low bun. Lastly, they did her makeup in a classical sooty eye and red lips.

The maid looked up at Maverick with an angry expression, when Maverick said, “Oh sister-in-law, you are amazing. I am proud of you.” Nick smirked hearing him and moved towards his head seat, while the guards immediately came and dragged the girl away. “Well thank you, for the praise. But, don't ever call me sister-in-law. I have a name and my name is Miss Emma Watson.” Maverick looked at Nick with a puzzled expressions. When Nick dragged Emma's chair bringing her close to him and said, “She meant Mrs. Emma Nicklaus Wesley.” To be continued….

Mackenzie says as she walks over Mackenzie was one of those girls who only wore black and smoked and stuff. She is a great friend to Amber-Rose and me and always makes sure we don't follow her lead and start smoking and stripping as she does. Yup, she's a stripper too. Any guy would want Mackenzie, she had confidence and self-assurance and she's a little rude. Her body was the perfect hourglass every girl wanted. Her hair was wavy and black and she was very beautiful.

Emma’s POV I pressed the strap of my backpack tighter against my shoulder as I stared up at the wide glass entrance of Manatee High School. The sun glared against the polished windows, and for a moment, my reflection stared back at me : messy curls tied back in a ponytail, hazel eyes that revealed too much nervousness, and a old cardigan over a faded white blouse.