100 Things I Hate About You Novels & Stories

It boils my blood. I’m annoyed because I liked Victoria for her strong-independent-attitude, but she then fell in love with that Nixon guy and she just let her pride be stepped. Gosh! She almost has it all! Why, of all things, would she want the love of that bastard Nixon? Duh! “Ciara, come down! We’re eating.”, I heard my mom shouted from the dining area, so I grabbed the book that I threw a while ago and then went down.

Clara muttered at a loss. ‎ ‎Inside the room, the anger finally exploded. Liam ripped off his uniform jacket and threw it across the room. ‎ ‎Everything suddenly felt too tight; too loud; too... unfair. ‎ ‎He shoved a box off the table. It crashed against the wall. ‎ ‎Another bag followed.His suitcase tipped over as he kicked it aside, "I hate this!” he shouted. ‎ ‎His chest heaved as the frustration poured out of him .He hated his mother. He hated this stupid town. He hated the way everything kept getting ruined.

"You're a scoundrel, Dr. Turner! You killed your own daughter because of your mistress. Yet, you have the gall to hire us so we could ruin your wife's reputation? Do you even have a conscience, Dr. Turner?" "You're a terrible and ungrateful bitch, Suzanne Byron! The Vaughn family funded your postgraduate studies, didn't they? Yet, this is how you treat your benefactors? Sleeping with Ms. Vaughn's husband and causing their daughter's death?" "You deserve to die! Both of you deserve to go to hell!"

"Why do you hate me so much?" "You really want to know why I hate you?" I demanded, the words tumbling out before I could stop them. "I hate you because you know me. I hate you because you’ve seen me at my absolute lowest. I hate you because you hold the secrets I am trying so desperately to bury. I hate you because I'm terrified you're going to expose me. And I hate you because you are so frickin' handsome! Why does someone like you have to know someone like me?"

I need to sleep this whole thing off. I shut my eyes, and soon, I was drifting into dreamland. **** [Flashback] I think there are some people destined to hate you in life, and there is nothing you can do to make them love you. Nothing. Sometimes I ask myself 'Why?' over and over again, trying to understand the reason for that hatred but there seems to be no reason that can be pointed out. The hatred is just natural. That was my theory from high school about hatred. "Virgin girl" I heard someone utter that name as I stepped into the class.

To the world, they are deadly enemies. Behind closed doors, they are passionate lovers. Will they be able to stay together forever?

I speak out my thoughts. “You know, I’ve always loved the colour ball fight date that was in 10 Things I Hate about You. Why don’t you give it a try?” my mum suggests and suddenly, the idea sounds so appealing to me. We can do that and then I could take her out for dinner. “You’re a genius!” I exclaim and kiss my mum’s cheek, making her giggle a little.

“Okay. She hates pets, she doesn’t like blue cheese, daisy flowers, just roses. she hates lazy guys who just sit on the couch all day on Saturday, guys who can’t cook because she can’t either, clingy guys who always show their affection every single fuc…g hour, she definitely hates that. She’s not much of a traveler, if she has to travel, it has to be a meaningful one. You know one of the biggest boy bands those years, Bangtan Sonyoudan? Yeah she doesn’t know them. Not even one of their songs” “What??” “I was literally as shocked as you” she chuckled “let me go on, she’s never been hiking before, she’s never had a family brunch before, she’s a big fan of Hollywood movies, like the big bang,

"I hate you". Those were the only words that were constantly ringing in my head as I walked towards the café. My name is Rose and I've always been the pretty girl everyone wanted except this badass of a boy that does annoy me every time. I had promised myself that I wouldn't go back there, but here I was, standing outside the door. My heart was racing as I pushed it open and stepped inside. The smell of freshly brewed coffee hit my nose, and my eyes scanned the room, searching for the person I had been avoiding for the past few weeks.

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"