Chipettes Angry Novels & Stories

Angel asked curiously. "Who else? The one who's obsessed with Reddemon," Chelsea said irritably, rolling her eyes. "Ohhh! So what happened? Did you fight? OMG, girl, you're really something!" Angel said, clapping her hands and hitting her friend. "No, I'm not going to waste my energy on her. It's not worth it. She's just too annoying. I tried to restrain myself and not pay attention to her, but she touched me, girl! She knows how angry I am at them, and she still touched my hand. So I slapped her hard," Chelsea said, sounding innocent.

"And why should I do that?'' she heard Chelsea's response. Angel was surprised when she heard Chelseas answer. She was not expecting that answer from her. "W-What do you mean?'' she nervously asks her. "Oh, my dear, Angel... Do you really believe that I'm going to help you? You're such a bitch, and my blood boils whenever I see your ugly face! You're acting all high and mighty because of your connection with Gale Hilton!" Angel shivered because she can really feel Chelsea's anger towards her. She never thought that Chelsea's really mad at her, and she doesn't know how to accept that fact.

James was extremely annoyed when he heard Angie scolding him like that. He wanted to punch this skinny, damned, and zombie-like woman to death. However, he had exhausted every way to build a good image in front of Gloria, he could not just lose that all because of this woman. James gritted his teeth and endured it while smiling gently. "Angie…" "How dare you call my name! How dare you! I'm asking you, how dare you call my name? Who the fuck do you think you are?" Angie immediately stood up and cursed at James. She looked very much like a crazy person in that situation.

He hasn’t even acknowledged me and I am sick of his mind games. Fuck him. This is the final nail in his sleaze bag coffin. Who in the fuck does he think he is? I’m livid. Livid that he thinks he can treat me like this. Livid that I didn’t see it coming. Livid that my feelings are hurt by yet another asshole. I’m so done with men. Angela comes over and sits down beside me. “What’s going on with you two?” I shrug. “Nothing.” She watches him as he talks and laughs with Chelsea and another blonde girl. “Are you fighting?” She frowns.

Not wanting Chelsea to ruin her once in her life time opportunity Felicia decided to throw dirty water upon Chelsea so that her image will be ruined . Angry and upset Chelsea banged her hand on the table slowly rising , turns out if the mad dog stops biting people whenever he sees them , people would start taking him as mute . If so then it was time to show them ; that this mad dog still had teeths strong enough to rip them apart .

She felt angry at herself for working as a prostitute, and now she had to meet her college friend. "You're pretty polite for a whore," Jackson said without thinking about Jasmine's feelings. Perhaps it was the emotion of Jasmine's rejection that made him just blurt out words without caring that Jasmine was hurt. Jasmine was in no mood to respond to Jackson's words. She walked to the sofa and poured a glass of wine for Jackson. Usually Jasmine's guests would either flirt or not tell her the story, so she prepared the wine. But Jasmine did not understand Jackson's character and nature; she just did what she usually did.

Spark and Gideon settled on the couch to Chad's right, and Angelina sat across from Chad's desk, directly opposite him with a pitiful yet livid face. Angelina wanted to cut Marlie into pieces right there and then feed her corpse to the fish. The nerve of that bitch to slap her. Her cheek was still burning from the slap and without even checking, she could still feel a handprint on her cheek. "Charlie, please sit down so we can talk," Chad spoke, motioning for angry Marlie to have a seat. Marlie stubbornly refused to take a seat, but Chad insisted. "Please..." "Alright, I'll sit," Marlie finally conceded, making her way to her chair. However, she had no intention of sitting on a regular chair

An act that offends Mason. "Listen here, you don't know me, so I think it's best you stay out of my business. "He replies. "You don't know me either, and you can't get to me. So, I suggest you forget it. "I reply. I jump in fright when I hear a loud sound, and the ball flys last me, into the chair behind me, with full force. I turn back to him in shock and find a sick smile on his face. "We'd see about that. "He says, and I squint my eyes at him in annoyance as he walks over to his bag, grabs it, and bounces out of the stadium with his friends.

Chin raised defiantly, the angry chipmunk folded her arms and dug in her heels. “C’mon Elen, let’s just find somewhere else to sit.” Angry chipmunk rebuffed her friend’s attempts to drag her away. The difference between the two girls was more than just their height, it was obvious in their personality too. The shorter one -I’ve dubbed her angry chipmunk because she had the size of one and probably meaner than one- was robust and she was of a hispanic descent. Her wide brown eyes were scrunched down in anger, making her olive skin kind of ruddy. Her friend, the tall and quiet one was pale, paler than me if such a thing was possible. Her brown here was plaited and parted to the side with a sil

The slap was not that forceful even though Angela had used all her strength, but it was so unexpected that Kit had no time to dodge it. "Screw your Blood Wolf Group. You're nothing but a shameless bunch of bandits. How dare you speak to me like that? Do you have a death wish?!" Angeline asked coldly. Her royal demeanor instantly came out. How could she take that lying down when she was the Queen's younger sister. Besides, she was known to be pure and of high status! Kit held his cheek with one hand and pointed the other at Angeline. "You've got some temper there, pretty lady." Then he turned to his men and said with anger in his eyes. "Men, tie her up, and we'll each take turns with her ton