How To Annoy Your Sister Novels & Stories

Still unlike Janice, she has a mouth that could equally be called a tap. Because of Janice jealousy, she failed to see that the little bit of flirt here and there was nothing but a cruise between I and her sister. "Hey Ethan, ever since Janice and I were kids, I have never been able to annoy her. You know, get her to hate me. Just siblings hate, so.. I finally found a way to do so. Please, just help me annoy my sister in a little way." Brenda had pleaded, pouting. I didn't do what I did because Brenda pleaded, I did it because I wanted to see Janice reaction.

I said proudly, "any problem with that?" A sardonic smile stretched up her cheek," my sister is a big fool. A very big fool. Are you too dumb to realize that Henry Fred never gets into a real relationship with any girl. He just fucks them and dumbs them. Did you want to be another victim?" "Annie," I called, that was my sister's name. "Why are you acting like you cared for me?"

I also don’t know if my future online acquaintance is a genuine person or a phony who is digging into me. I’m not sure how my haters have grown because, as far as I know, I’ve only left the home sometimes, so I should only have a few haters. But because others are simply joining the heated mess to gain attention. “Okay, I’ll go first. I’m going to my room,” said my sister. I just nodded and let her leave. “Okay, goodbye. Please, remember to turn off the lights and shut the door when you go.” She made her way to the front entrance. “Bye, my darling sister!” she said as she slammed the door.

She mouthed, taking a seat beside me. “And what do you mean by ‘weird?” “I mean, you’ve been giving me some sort of attitude.” “And do you deserve the attitude I’m giving you?” I said casually, not still bothering to spare her a look. “I don’t know. Did I do something wrong?” Okay, her acting was beginning to annoy me. I turned to face her. “You don’t know what you’re doing wrong?!” My tone itched with annoyance. “When was the last time we had a sister time?” I asked and her features seemed to relax.

"That's what you think. What are you going to do now? Sit at home and sulk like a little girl or you're going to find another job and stop being so dramatic?" He squeezed the remote on his hands tight, almost breaking it. His sister was surely doing a good job trying to provoke him. He wasn't ready for any of her troubles. He stood up and left the living room. Stephanie soon realized what she said was hurtful, but she did it on purpose. Because she loves her brother and she feels sorry for him, she decided to insult him so he'll be pushed into looking for another job and stop sulking at home, thinking about Raina Williams.

I totally expected that from Killian. “You are so annoying,” I told him and then I was getting out of the car. “My sister was the one coming here and you couldn't even tell me. You are so fucking annoying.” I said while getting out of the car angrily. “I get that you don't care, but all you had to do was talk. All you could do was tell me about it and I would have dealt with things. But you choose to keep your mouth fucking closed and now things are out of control. Fuck you, Killian.” I flipped the middle finger at him and then I angrily slammed the door of the car shut.

I asked my sister, arching my brow at her as she struggled to keep up with me in her heeled boots, cursing to herself as she stepped into a small puddle of muddy water. "In case you needed me," she responded, and I rolled my eyes, deciding to keep my mouth shut. I couldn't be bothered to argue with Tilda today, my mind was too distracted with much more important things that I had to deal with. My sister being annoying was the least of my worries. I understood that she was angry at Ethan, and her reaction was justified, but, it wasn't as if she hadn't been a risk to Kacie once herself, so her hypocritical way of thinking pissed me off.

"Lilith go call your sister." Mom authorized, she immediately jumped up from the couch and ran up the stairs and to the room. "Hey mom's calling you," She yelled as I barged into the room. "I'll be down in a second." "What are you doing?" My annoying older sister asked. "What does it look like I'm doing? The makeup of course." I retorted upset. "Trying not to break any mirrors and blind anyone, nice." She placed her hand on her hips and gave me a cocky smile.

I wasn't exactly in the mood for her chatter, but something compelled me to pick up the call, my voice flat as I said, "Hey..." "Hey, sister..." Olivia's voice dripped with sarcasm, the endearment a stark contrast to her usual venom. I raised an eyebrow, surprised by the rare display of faux affection. But before I could respond, she dropped the act, her tone sharpening to its usual cutting edge: "I can never be a sister to a loser." The familiar phrase stung a well-rehearsed barb designed to pierce my self-worth. I braced myself for the inevitable verbal sparring match, my defenses on high alert.

“Oh, I bet I’ll become more than splendid because of how talented you are.” She gave me a playful smirk and move on top of me, my hands pinned at the both sides of my head and slowly, she leaned in to give magic to my lips. Once our lips collided perfectly, a loud knock on the door made us jump. “Rise and shine, lovebirds!” my sister yelled out behind the door. “The birds are already chirping because of how annoying your sex screams are!” “You are annoying!” I yelled back, sitting up and hugged my girlfriend around her waist who was now blushing because of how loud she was.