Ang Spoiled Novels & Stories

April protested with a look of pure horror etched across her face. She had recently turned thirteen. I'm not kidding, she grew devil horns overnight. Gone was my adorable little princess whose lifelong ambition was to ride a unicorn. This kid turned up in place of her, the morning of her birthday, invasion of the body snatchers style, same face, different attitude, full of sass, and unwilling to cooperate. I pulled back, just as my lips brushed against Angie's. "And there you have it, honey. The perfect example of the product of our love," I muttered with sarcasm.

Audrey I shook my head. “No,” I said. “I love Paris. I don’t want to leave any time soon.” I paused, thinking back over my time there. “The Global Traveling Dance Academy of Performing Arts is so amazing, Annabelle. They’ve helped me so much with my dancing, and—what?” Annabelle was cracking up, and I tried to think about what I’d said. “The Global Academy of Traveling Pants, or whatever it is,” she said, giggling. “Do they make you say that every time you talk about them?”

I saw him as the jerk who kept Angeles away from me all those months. Who knew he actually did me a favour? XXX Pretty Little Girl – Blink 182 In the beginning of our relationship, I was kind of held in the dark about the whole gang situation. But then, then that night happened. Angeles had been ‘avoiding’ me for a few weeks and well, it had started to piss me off. I was stuck sitting at home, trying to avoid my mother’s constant nagging about my ‘bad-news-boyfriend’. And then my phone went off.