Shirley 소설 & 이야기

“I tried to inform her that you were busy and that you weren’t seeing visitors today, but she just...” “Keep your dirty mouth shut when I’m talking!” Madison whirled around, pointing a sharp, manicured nail inches from Shirley’s nose. Her eyes raked over her from head to toe with pure, unadulterated disgust. “How dare you put your hands on my arm? Do you have any idea how much this silk costs? Your entire year's salary couldn't buy one sleeve.” Shirley flinched as if she had been slapped, her face flushing a deep, embarrassed red.

Tyler asked joking around. “Not everyone who sees a shrink is crazy Ty,” I said and started to head inside the building. That’s when I heard her voice. Kennedy Jones the school’s most feared female. The perfect queen for a king. Head cheerleader, Straight A student, and very popular. Not to mention hot as hell. Also a total bitch and my girlfriend. She came running over to me and hugged me. “Morning babe,” I said to her, and then her group of minions came running up, and off she went.

"Let's change the topic, secretary." 'Gosh! What a slip of tongue'

"So you're Joanna, the one who stole the role of 'Shirly' from Sharon?" "You're not that pretty. Shame on you! The couple is affectionate, but you curse them. You're shameless!" "Shirly is a complicated person and kind of an anti-hero. She's had a sad life and gone through a lot. Can you, a newcomer, play her?"

Harry didn't have sanitary products. It was evening already and the stars were already in play, Maria walked into the nearest convenience store she could find. Forgetting she had a reputation to uphold or hide, she had done carefree without a mask or anything to cover her face with. Who knew fame came with a never-ending game of hide and seek? Whispers ensued wherever she walked by, followed by skin-pricking stares and eyes full of pity. It was nighttime already but the USA had lights enough to tackle the sun. The cashier in particular had thrown her an 'I feel pity for you' stare as she registered what Maria bought. What was happening? It was okay if they recognized her but that stare, it m

He then gives me a nod as if encouraging me to say something. “Hello,” I say, tearing my eyes from his as I look out at the others. Some meet me with smiles, others blank stares, but Ron and Lily are left acutely gaping at me as they take in my features. “As Keith mentioned I’m Shirley and I come from the Westfield Auditing Agency. I look forward to working with you all.”

She felt relieved when she closed the doors and went back to her seat. Like any other assassin, she had done her research. She was iconic in the fashion industry and had her own fashion line and was an investor in many popular cloth and shoe brands. She was rich, famous and was head over heels for Levi Wushi. However, even though she had everything she could ever want, she couldn't get any love or affection from Mr. Wushi.