Why You Gotta To Be So Rude Novels & Stories

I let out a sigh and asked, "What is it?" "I think I like you, Louisa." "May I know the reason?" "Does that thing need a reason?" "Yes, it should. Otherwise how would I know the one who used to bully and harrass me started to like me all of a sudden? Doesn't it sound interesting to you? Because for me, it is. I want to know why you like me." "Why are you being so rude?" "Oh, I'm being rude? Okay, I'll be rude then. I don't have any feelings to reciprocate to you after what you did to me."

I feel a strange yet tingling sensation make its way down my, "Ahem!" "Uhm... I'm sorry. I - " "You're rude is what you are!" His loud tone catches me off guard but it also properly wakes me up from my trance so, "You don't know me!" I make sure my tone matches his. I don't care who he is, nobody gets to talk to me like that. Not even my own parents. "I don't have to know you to know that you're very rude. And that is why I did what I did, you needed to be taught a lesson."

she said rudely, raising her voice a little too high for my liking Now this woman has stepped out of line, without thinking I responded "Excuse me miss, do not talk to me in such a rude manner, okay?" I pause a little to calm myself before continuing "You can express yourself but do not INSULT me, I repeat do not INSULT ME!" " Oh really?.." She asked sarcastically "So you feel that because you are his PA you can do as you please?.." she said laughing like a fool

With all those memories by my side I was missing the person who gifted me all of it. 'Ting'..it was my mobile SMS tune... Message?...I opened my eyes in anticipation. Extending my hand picking up the mobile phone from the side table, I pondered who might have messaged me. On the screen it flashed...Mr Rude...in the bottom line message was inscribed. A smile flashed on my face seeing his name flashing on my screen. It reads... "I am having fun." Reading this short and crisp message all of the smile featuring on my lips got eroded and reading this text made me angrier upon him, why does he need to tell me that he is having fun.

I roll my eyes. She scoffs. “See, this is the problem with teenagers these days. You’ve got no respect for your elderly!” “So you’re calling yourself old huh.” I mutter under my breath. “Stop with the sarcastic remarks! Why are you always so rude to me, I’m just trying to help.” Her eyes water slightly and suddenly I feel a bit guilty. She always did take sarcasm so seriously and got offended way too quickly.

“Well, they were being excessively rude, attacking before questioning anything, calling me ugly names, and threatening to rape me. And then they had the gall to attempt to kill my true love. I’m sorry but that was just unacceptable, and I’d had enough. Someone needed to teach the rude, overbearing ingrates some manners.” I glanced back at the five dead men and nodded. “Consider them taught.” “I mean, who does that?” she railed. “It’s simply poor social conduct and lack of proper etiquette, is what it is.” Quirking a smile, I turned back to her. “Welcome to real life, princess. Where almost everyone is an impertinent, selfish asshole, looking after their own interest and not giving a shit abo

I needed to know we were on the same page. “Don't ask me stupid obvious questions,” I said to him. “I didn't say anything to you. I just asked a simple question.” He said. “That simple question also has a simple answer. So I see no reason why you asked it. “I have no idea why you're being rude right now. I wasn't the one who offended you. If you want to get angry with someone, why don't you just call him again and yell at him instead of being rude to me.” He said, settling on the stool at the bar.

"There is no way you wouldn't have issues with me when you keep on acting like a tool. How else do you expect me to deal with this circumstance when you have been nothing but rude to the people who care about you? Huh?!" "Now this is borderline disturbing and I regret ever telling you whatever I did, that gave you the audacity to judge me for not taking the route that you expected me to. You should be proud of me that I'm not jumping into the hands of a new man simply because he seems nice. Niceness is not going to cut it."

Of course you can, while it's you who ask," answered Angga with great confidence. "Before that, I apologize; I'm sorry if my words offended you. I also say this for your own good. As a public figure, you should be able to maintain your image, not be arrogant, and take care of your attitude. I hear you are often rude, right?" asked Anye carefully. Angga's face turned sad. Yes, Anye, I did that because I have a reason," said Angga. "Reason? What is it? May I know?" she asked.

I felt petty for a bit and sadistic. “Tch, no words mean that I'm right, how can you wake up one morning and decide you accuse someone without any evidence? I do not know what it is you are planning to do but know that if any supernaturals see us together, it would do you no good, so be a good girl and get out of my way, Witch."He was rude and I didn't like it one bit. I get that he was right but this was so uncalled for. “You need to be more polite, I can't understand why you have to be this rude-” I huffed.