How To Annoy Your Sister Novels & Stories

Annoyance. Three syllables, nine letters, one word, and yet, it held such intense definition. Such words pertained to different things, yet, I could only pin point to one specific thing or someone who was the exact definition of the word. Caroline, my little sister. Yes, she was the epitome of all things holier than thou. The woman knew her craft in the art of annoyance down to a tee, and as for me? I can only say this: can a woman take a break and sleep in complete silence?!

“Well, where are you gonna go? Hide in the bathroom for the rest of the flight?” Olivier studiously ignored me after that. But what he didn’t know was that, as a younger sister, I’d learned how to annoy my brother until he cried uncle ages ago. I tossed paper balls at Olivier. When that didn’t make him look at me, I just kept repeating over and over again, “Hey, Prince. Hey. Prince. Prince. Hey. Prince. Olivier. Prince, Prince, Prince—” “Will you fucking stop?” Olivier exploded. He nearly burst from his seat, which resulted in him elbowing Big Guy right in the ribs.

I perceive malice in my friend's question. I narrow my eyes and glanced at him. “No”, I answer. “But I know she was dying to do it.” Ryan shakes his head indignantly. I shut up. “If it weren't because you're my friend and because I love you, I'd punch you in the nose for being so arrogant.” “Arrogant and wherever, you love me,” I tease and wink at him. Speaking of calling; I have to call my sister to tell her that I will be traveling next week.

And my gut feeling tells me it's something that will annoy me. " To what do I this pleasure, dear sister?" I sarcastically said when I picked up the call. " Don't sulk brother, I know how you miss little ole me but I promise you are in my thoughts daily." I scoffed at her childish mannerism " Oh please stop flattering yourself and get to the damn point. Some of us have got work to do." She giggled and I smiled missing her. Like any other little sibling, she was annoying as hell but I missed her so much. And the rare times she calls I feel at peace that she is safe and sound.

'I can’t go out like this'. My sister gave me a knowing look after realizing why I was making a fuss, and smirked. 'Yeah you can't' she mind replied. Agitated at her reaction I asked in an annoyed tone. 'Oh so you think it’s funny?' "Crescent black, yeah yeah! Dude you got me all worked up for what...nada! Damn! You should ask yourself what's gotten inside your you know what! or.........WHO?" Andrea rambled raising her hands up for surrender, and rolling her eyes running away from me whiles emphasizing the who part with a little too much laughter and ego.

“Aaron?” I frowned, staring at my brother, but his lips tugged in a mischievous grin, and I just knew he was going to be trouble. “What are you doing here?” “Little sister!” He exclaimed, picking me up from the floor, and I rolled my eyes. “Let me down,” I protested, tapping his shoulder, and it wasn’t until he had spun me around thrice before he decided it was enough. “Gosh, you are annoying. When will you outgrow the whole baby sister thing?"

"We love you so much, dear." "Where's Avery?" I asked, looking for my sister everywhere. "Ah, here you are! Aren't you going to hug your brother?" "I don't know," Avery replied, feigning annoyance. "You're not my cool brother anymore. Now you're annoying and always nagging me." I smiled at my younger sister's pouting face and hugged her tightly, even though she pretended not to like it. Soon, she returned to being the sweet girl she always was. "I know you still like me even when I try to control you," I whispered in her ear, kissing her on the cheek. "Someone has to do it, and it certainly won't be our parents, who you have wrapped around your little finger."

Pissed, I sigh, “Don’t make it sound like I’m doing you a favor. We’ve been friends since childhood and practically brothers. Really now, you’re pissing me off with this stupid melancholic drama” He looks at me with surprise and I huff aside, pulling out the thing that’s buzzing in my pants’ pocket to see my little sister calling. She doesn’t even give me a chance to speak as her voice comes with a blast. “I can’t reach Beth, did you bully her again and make her start to avoid me?” I frown with displeasure, “Am I that grumpy? You bother her too much, give her some space. It’s a miracle my mate puts up with your tantrums for so long-”

"So, I heard the workaholic CEO wants to take some time off, and yeah, I think you need it, man. What you need is a good fūck." "And have another woman following me around like a lost puppy because I fūcked her so good she fell in love with me? No thanks." "You're so full of yourself, dude." I was about to respond when the door burst open again and Zara, my little sister, entered without knocking as well. "What the hell? Does nobody really know how to knock anymore? It's basic manners!" I stated in annoyance, glaring at both my best friend and sister. Zara, my seventeen-year-old sister, pouted at me and acted cute with puppy eyes, and I automatically knew she wanted something.

My sister intentionally wanted to annoy her and I wouldn't want to have them fight and curse at each other for more than an hour . I love them both but there annoying the shit out of me.