Novels by Merylle Angela

"Hi." The cashier boy greeted, mostly at me since his eyes was practically glued on me. I smiled back politely. He removed his cap and fixed his hair before going back at me. "What can I get for you today, gorgeous?" I pressed my lips together to keep myself from getting red, but I can already feel the blood rushing to my cheeks. "We would lik-" I started. "Just two tacos," He eyed the guy from head to stomach, since the desk was covering the rest. "Chad." I looked at the guy's name tag. "It's actually Chase." The guy corrects. "Whatever,"

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"Ow." I mumbled when something hit the back of my head. It was a thin metal stick. Then it hit me, we were inside of a...janitor's closet? I wasn't sure, but that stick was definitely a mop. My heart starts pounding louder when I heard the light switch being turned on. I peaked my eyes through the door. He was standing, rubbing his eyes while he was in his pajamas. His figure slowly walked away, I'm guessing he was headed to his room or kitchen. I don't know if we should go now. But if we do, it's going to be risky. "We should go before he comes back." Renz whispered in a panicked voice, our chest almost touching from the lack of space in the closet. S

"He did what now?" My eyebrows rose up from shock. We're now infront of Devin's living room window. He's laid down on a couch, his face buried on a spongebob pillow, sound asleep while snoring. "Shh," Renz placed his index finger on his nose. "I said my ex cheated on me with him." he said in a gruff voice. Renz has been telling me all the things this guy did to him. And I personally don't think messing with him is enough. This man is pure evil. I would've taken revenge a long time ago. "Why do we need to enter the living room again?" He asked, shaking his head. "Just...follow my lead." I shushed him. My fingers went underneath the window, as I slowly lift it up.

Cheetos, Doritos, or Pringles? Cheetos, Doritos, or Pringles? Cheetos, Doritos, or Pring- "Can you please hurry up?" Renz questioned, impatiently leaning against the grocery aisle's pole, a small frown rested on his forehead. I rolled my eyes, not looking at him. When I saw a man with a Walmart uniform passing by, I grinned. "Hey," I said. He stopped his walking. He looked up from his clipboard, turning his head to the side as one of his eyes met mine, his other was covered with his bangs. "Hi?" he awkwardly replied. I took a step forward

Are You Bored Yet? by wallows featuring Clairo. "'Cause we could stay at home and watch the sunset, but I can't help from askin', are you bored yet?" Mitch sang out. I gave her a quick glance and placed my eyes back on the road. Her voice sounded angelic. "And if you're feeling lonely you should tell me, before this ends up as another mem'ry." She continued to sing and dance around, this time, with flipping her hair from side to side. A chuckle left my lips. My eyes went to focus back on the road, a small smile plastered on my face. "Sing it with me." She demanded. I just rolled my eyes and shook my head. "No." I answered.