Annoying Orange Short Novels & Stories

Orabelle chuckled “Why are we at a party hahahaha my problem is over ehhh hahahaha I already paid for ----“ she wasn’t able to continue what she’s saying when. “AHHHHHYYYYYYYY OH MY KALI !!!!” her friend shouted at her and make her turn her back to face them. I looked at them, they were gesturing something to Orabelle but she seem do not understand it. I think there’s something wrong in it. “HUH! WHAT DID YOU SAY? ” Orabelle haze at them and kepp trying to understand what they are trying to say but when they notice that I’m also watching them they laugh and smile at me.

“Perfect.” I eyed him, unknowingly taking note of all his features. He was in short black shorts—shorts that were shorter than normal—and a red top with the imprint of a white skull on it. But it was hard to call the short a ‘top’ because it looked like he fought with a tiger, making most of this ‘top’ ripped apart.

He slammed the door while making his way onto the driving seat. 'What is your problem with slam-' I began but he cut me off. 'Shut the fuck up, Orange.' 'Uhm, what?' I said confused. 'Your middle name means orange, no?' he smirked. This bitch really thought he was funny and had all the jokes in the bloody book but he didn't and never will. He has the driest sense of humour to exist in this whole world. 'No. It isn't. Yours is dragon, ain't it?'

I tugged on a pair of comfy purple shorts and a snug white long-sleeved V-neck—casual, cozy, mine. If the Alphas lost their minds over it, too bad. They’d already dictated way too much of my life in the last twenty-four hours. They could choke on this microscopic act of rebellion.

“Hey.” Anne looked up immediately and recognized him. Orson… He wore a dark hoodie with the sleeves pushed slightly up his forearms, basketball shorts, and the effortless confidence of someone completely comfortable being noticed everywhere he went. Which apparently he was. “Hi,” Anne greeted politely. Orson’s attention stayed on her entirely, barely acknowledging the others. “How’ve you been?” “Fine.” “I’ve been looking forward to seeing you again after… You know, the mall.” Anne resisted the urge to point out that they had only spoken for about three minutes.

My bum was covered but the shorts only stretched down to around 4cm of my thigh. I looked in the mirror and smiled. The coral set perfectly complemented my olive skin. You could even see my nipple piercings slightly through the top. I chucked on my white adidas runners and sat at my vanity table. I curled the end of my long blonde hair before brushing out the curls, leaving a wavy effect. I applied some tinted moisturiser and a clear lipgloss. “You are such a tease” Maddie joked. I turned round to see her stood in pair of purple cycling shorts and a matching purple sports bra which zipped up at the front.

I love her glare and her angry face. "Hi, Orange." I opened my jacket and put it on the nightstand. "Jerk!" Orange swears. I wiggled my index finger and stared at her deeply. "Don't be rude, Orange." I kissed the back of her hand and palm, then every finger. Orange turned her face away from me. I kissed her hand up to her shoulder. Then pulled down an orange sleeveless nightgown to reveal her large bust. I sniffed, licked, and kissed her neck and earlobe. Lust is burning in my body.

“Susan, why are you fighting so hard to show us the transactions? Don’t tell me that the printouts aren’t fakes. Have you been shortchanging Macie?” Susan stammered to get a word out. However, her guilty silence was all everybody needed to know. Kendra clamored in front of the camera, “So you talk a big game about not taking any money from your kids when you have been underpaying her to shop for you. “You racked up quite the bill, I must say. “I could believe it was a mistake the first couple of times, but doing it every time? That’s intentional.” Summer froze, struggling to process the truth.

,, Taapur cursed herself and looked down at her feet "Where are you going to wear this ?" ... ,, Abhimanyu asked in his extremely cold tone and eyed her from head-to-toe She was wearing an orange colour tank top with denim shorts , carried with white sneakers . Her pale white skin was shining without any lights , her toned legs were visible making his temper rise unbelievably . His nose flared up in anger and twitched his jaws "Change your dress" .... ,, He spoke grittedly and she rolled her eyes at his arrogance