Hey everyone. I forgot to write one of these in the first chapter. I am a huge fan of ChasexAngela, and in the game Harvest Moon Tree of Tranquility I am happily married to him (^///^)(I know, quite sad I 'blushed' to that). I appreciate constructive criticism, it helps make everyone become a better writer, artist, musician, anything that is a way to express creativity. Please keep reading, commenting, and criticizing. P.S. I won't get angry if you criticize me like Simon Cowell criticizes the people on American Idol.
Angela's POV
Luke, Owen, and I had walked in right as Yolanda was leaving the kitchen. I was about to greet her, but she walked out the doors I had just walked in through.
I wasn't the only one thoroughly confused about the Sundae Inn's chef going outside at lunch time. Luke and Owen were at a lost of words as well. I was about to say something when Jake, the owner of the Sundae Inn seated us.
"Please, sit down." Jake said, he seemed happier than usual. Was he in on a prank? Would hidden cameras and Ashton Kutcher pop out of no where? No, Ashton Kutcher doesn't live in this realm...
"I wonder what's going on." Owen mused.
"Yeah, we come here for lunch and Yolanda leaves. What's up with that?" Said Luke. He was probably more confused than Owen and I together. I hope he finds someone smart to settle down with...
I looked around the room, not bothering to join in on the conversation. My eyes wandered over across the empty tables that creep-o Maya usually cleans, made their way over to where Coleen and Jake were talking pleasantly by the steps with Selena. Selena would make a nice wife for Luke, though they both are slightly dumb, but I guess two wrongs make a right. Maya, came to our table in all her gross pink frilly-ness.
"What would you guys like to eat?" She always emphasized on the word 'guys' whenever I ate out with Luke and Owen. It irked me, but I wouldn't show it.
I continued with my scoping of the room when I noticed a pair of purple eyes looking curiously in the direction of our table.
He had on a white shirt with a blue apron. Slightly reddish colored hair that was kind of messy, and poked out in random directions.
Needing a reason to purposely 'accidentally' bump Maya, I waved at the guy and walked over while making Maya stumble a little. His facial expression showed complete and utter confusion. I had to stifle a laugh.
"Hi, my name's Angela." I said nicely. I waited for him to greet me as well and tell me his name. No one just 'visited' the island, they moved so it would be nice to make another friend.
"I can't talk right now, I'm busy." was not what I was expecting to hear come out of his mouth.
Processing what he just said to me and adding what he really was doing (Which was NOTHING!), I felt my whole body heat up and emanate the anger.
Now seeing as how it's lunch time and I'm hungry. Me being angry equals something worse than the Boogie Man.
I could see he regretted what he said already, but I wouldn't settle for that. Oh no. He needed to give me a proper apology.
That's when I found out Maya let a little giggle escape.
I turned on her.
"Shut up Maya!!!" I growled, I hadn't realized, but the new voice of Mr. Rude joined in on telling Maya to mind her own beeswax! I chanced a look to my side and he looked equally pissed as I felt, I returned my gaze to the unworthy girl.
She backed off, and I returned my attention to the purple eyed boy. He crossed his arms and stared me square in the face. It was an intimidating effect, but it didn't scare me, clowns did.
"Say you're sorry." I demanded, trying to make my eyes look as icy as possible. Which is admitedly hard for my warm, soft brown eyes.
"Why?" He asked. If he seriously didn't know the reason he must be dumb.
I purposely said slowly, carefully pronouncing every word, "Apologize to me."
"You didn't answer my question," He put his face close to mine, if I wasn't so pissed and getting angrier I probably would have blushed, "Why?"
Stepping back to regain my personal bubble, I let out an annoyed sigh, "Because I introduced myself to you. You brushed me off by saying you were busy," my voice began to rise, "when CLEARLY, you weren't."
"Well maybe I was busy?" He went too far. I just snapped.
Lunging for his face with my fingers stretched to scratch his face, I felt a pair of strong arms grab me around my waist.
"DAMMIT OWEN!!! PUT ME DOWN!!! I NEED TO TEACH THIS JACKASS SOME MANNERS! GRAAAAAAAH!!!!" I yelled. Owen just swung me over his shoulder and walked towards the doors. Luke was getting some food to go. I felt guilty that the reason we were leaving was because of my being able to anger easily.
But it wasn't my fault the guy kept pushing my buttons. I knew it would be a hollow threat, but I had to let him know that he should be scared of me.
"NEXT TIME YOU PUSH MY BUTTONS THINGS WONT TURN OUT SO NICELY FOR YOU!"
He cocked his head like a confused dog and had a sympathetic smile on his face. And then the door closed.
Chase's POV
I know I shouldn't have pushed her button's. It's just, I couldn't resist.
It's probably weird of me to think right now that Angela looks cute when she's angry. She did have some frightening reactions though.
"Well that wasn't very nice!" said the annoying voice of Maya.
"Well you were being annoying." I replied thinking she was talking about when Angela and I sort of teamed up our annoyance of the childly dressed girl.
"I'm not talking about that." She even talked like a child, "I'm talking about how you annoyed Angela into one of her most scary outbursts."
That intrigued me, "You mean she can get into a hissy fit really easily?" I smiled at the thought of Angela emanating that heat again. Quite unnatural.
"Yeah! Especially when she is hungry." Maya had no clue she was giving me clues on how to see Angela's face turn cherry red again.
"CHASE!" Yolanda's angry voice rang out. Now I actually had to listen. She was my mentor, and every rule she made was law, "I just saw Angela being carried by Owen. She was mumbling some curses about a 'rude, purple-eyed, jerk-face chef'. Now I know it wasn't me she was talking about."
She expected me to say sorry, so I complied, "I'm sor-"
Yolanda held up her hand to quiet me, "Don't apologize to me mister," I hated it when she talked to me as if I was a five year old, "apologize to Angela." She held a stern gaze on me and I knew I wouldn't be able to get out of this easily, if at all.
"B-but I have to work!" I exclaimed.
"Then apologize tonight when you get off work, or tomorrow morning." She turned away towards the kitchen.
Amazing that one set of events can change a good day into a horrible day.
Angela's POV
"No, Angela Melissa Davis," I hate my full name, I hate it worse when used on me, "I am not putting you down." If I could see Owen's face I know it would be full of disappointment in my behavior.
"Why'd you have to go all crazy on Chase? Seriously, I know he can be a jerk sometimes, but even this is not like you." Luke was right. I never get that angry unless it's that-time-of-the-month plus me being hungry, but Owen and Luke shall never find that out.
But it wasn't my period. That guy, who is apparently named Chase, know's how to push my button's way to well.
"Why won't you let me down?" I know my behavior was horrible, but we were now up at Brownie Ranch, for whatever reason I don't know.
"Hi Angela. Hi Luke. Hi Owen." came Cathy's voice. I felt owen slightly heat up at the sound of his name. Interesting.
"Can you keep an eye on Angela, Cathy?" Asked Owen as he placed me back on my feet.
"Um, sure..." Cathy looked confused, I don't blame her, I would be confused too if I was just told to baby-sit someone who was old enough to take care of themselves, "Why do I have to watch Angela though?"
"Because Chase finally came back, and he decided to play poke-the-bear," I growled at Luke's comment, "and she nearly ripped his face off."
"Okay, first off, I didn't get the chance to lay a hand on him, and secondly, he did provoke me." I defended.
"Chase is back?!?" How come everyone know's this Chase guy?
Cathy must have saw my confused puppy face, as she called it, "Chase left Waffle Island about four years ago to go to culinary school! He makes THEE best pizza!"
"Well we'll leave you girls to chat. Bye!" Said Luke.
We waved from where we stood. I could sense that Cathy had a plan, and I wanted in.
A couple hours later.
"Cathy, why do I have to wear this dress?" I complained, I don't usually like to wear dresses, let alone the color pink. Makes me feel to girly.
"Fine, wear the red one!" I was complaining a lot about her plan and she was getting irritated.
"Why do I have to come?" We just dragged Renee into it because Cathy told me that Toby is Chase's best friend and that he might be at the Inn. I love playing match maker in heaven.
"Because we all need a girl's night out." I said while applying some mascara. The red dress was nicer looking on me, "Thanks again for letting me borrow your clothes, Cathy. I just don't bother buying dresses because I feel a little awkward in them."
"Then how will you ever stand wearing a wedding dress?" Cathy joked, but I still couldn't help but blush.
"Cathy! I don't have time to swoon over a guy! My farm keeps me busy, and besides I've probably scared all the guys on the island off with my attitude." I said blushing even deeper.
"Thats not true," Renee finally joined the girl talk, " Luke and Owen aren't afraid of you."
"They don't count, they are in the friend zone." I said, "Besides, I can't really see myself getting married to one of them."
"Yeah, they're like brothers to you." Agreed Cathy.
Suddenly the clock tower rang out the time. Six 'o clock. This night was Cathy's night off, and the bar was open!
Will Angela have another angry outburst? Will I stop bringing up periods (I'll try, sorry if there are any guys reading this)? If you haven't noticed, I enjoy making other pairs get together, and there will be some OwenxCathy, and ReneexToby, not so much of LukexSelena unless it is wanted. I'll try to write again as soon as possible, but with school going on and tennis almost everyday of the week it might take a while.