The Bad Guys Tiffany Fluffit Novels & Stories

You're on your own with this one. Tiffany rolled her eyes. Another message soon followed. Sydney: [Honestly, Ray isn't a bad guy. Maybe give it another thought?] Tiffany typed back. Tiffany: [Not happening.] Sydney: [You're just stubborn. That's what you are.]

Nicole shouts. I arrive at the tunnel entrance just as Tiffany’s claws slash across Nicole’s body. Nicole falls to the ground, on top of the entrance, bleeding. “Stupid bitch!” Tiffany is furious that Nicole is now blocking the manhole cover. Tiffany bends to move Nicole out of the way so that she can get to the children, not knowing I’m behind her. I raise both of my hands, the claws out and sharp, and bring them down on Tiffany with all of my strength. Her body falls to the side in ribbons. Finally she is dead!

They girls at the staff house glared at me. They are probably curious of why I am getting down from Silas's car. “I knew she was the slutty one,” said Jasmine, the queen bee. “Just a few days in, already riding with him in his car,” another girl added. I wasn't in the mood to defend myself against them. They could say whatever it is they want to say. I walked into my room, laying on my bed swiftly. My mind drifted back to his harsh words. I wouldn't be permitted to see my friends anymore, just because I am his personal coffee maker, this is really thrilling.

She said, holding her chest as she tried to regulate her breath. “Gosh, you were so scared. But you are really heartless. Like you did something like that and did not let me know. And also, you should have at least let her write like maybe five to six papers first but you decided to do it the first day. You are such a bad girl.” Tessy said, grinning. “Actually, to be honest, it was not Ellie I wanted to implicate, it was actually that stupid and egocentric sister of hers.” Shawna uttered spitefully.

I snarled at him while he squirmed to get out of my death grip. That's right. These wimps are still not safe from me. Just because I fell in love with the good girl and she wants me to be all Mr. Nice Guy, that doesn't mean I am just gonna let everyone walk over me. I was still Jacob Phillips, the toughest nail at school, the big bad wolf of Greenville High, the king of.....

Though we thought he'd be receiving severe punishment, coach Alfred let it go since he knew how sincere Mitch was with his apology. "So that's what happened." Mitch and I looked at each other while waiting for Jade's reaction after explaining what happened yesterday. "Wow, a lot happened while I wasn't looking," Jade said while holding onto her chin. "Tiffany blackmailed Mitch; I don't understand her reason with that. Did you do something to her?" Mitch immediately shook his head. "I don't even notice her that much—" "That must be it. What Tiffany hates the most is being ignored. She's a narcissist and the worst type. We should talk about—"

“Kara…” Before anyone could react, another voice rang out. Clear. Mocking. Amplified by the microphone. “This is your Luna?” All eyes turned. Tiffany. She stepped forward with a sickening smile, the microphone gripped tightly in her manicured hand. Her voice oozed satisfaction. “This footage is not fake,” she announced proudly. “Your beloved Luna? Just a tainted, ruined woman. How can the New Age Pack follow someone like *that*?” The hall erupted in a flurry of murmurs—shock, doubt, disgust bleeding into the air.

I open my eyes and surely enough, Mike is standing there with two of his cronies backing him up. Mike is the school’s jock and let me tell you he can’t get any more stereotypical. He dates the head cheerleader, who happens to be a bitch, and likes to bully the outcast crowd. And like any typical bully, he has to have what I like to call his ‘bitches’ back him up. I mean, he already towers over me, do you really need the backup dude?

He learned the shit from programming video games of all things. "What the fuck boss?" My guys were pissed but they were nowhere near my level. I didn't let my mind play the guessing game that was no way to go into an Op. If I started thinking it might be one asshole and focused entirely on him then I might miss something. I'm a free market thinker everyone is suspect except the three women sitting in my truck. If the fucker was watching this play out he was gonna need a rocket launcher if he wanted to fuck with them. "Task complete." Who the fuck thought of giving Tessie Marilyn Monroe's voice anyway? That shit was just off. We walked over to where she'd picked apart what turned out to be an

I said exasperatedly. She was silent for a while. "You want to know. You're right. You should know what you and your stupid clique did to me." I was confused. "Edwina and the gang, what did we do?" "Of course you wouldn't remember. Well, I could never forget. All those pranks, the bullying, all those years ago. Guess what Jason Sinclair, what you just saw, is the result." Davina spat out. "The video— " "Yes, Jason. The goddamned video."