Warning, long exposition.

Angela (Angie to you, dirtbag), is about as far away from an angel as one could imagine.

In her Freshman year, she had been rejected by every single team she had tried out for, either for being too short, or people being biased against plant types(Namely the 'useless' Tangela), or not wanting to trust a visually impaired team mate.

Hurt and embarassed, Angie decided to exact revenge on all those pompous powerhouses the only way she could, she got authority. Once she became a hall monitor, she almost immediately began to abuse her position. The slightest infraction was met with swift and effective justice. She's the kind of hall monitor that will stop a bully from pushing you in your locker, and then give you a tardy slip.

Although she may not look it, Angie is only as smart as the next student, but with how hard she works, nobody can really tell. She studied the school rules inside and out, knowing not only what student's can't get away with, but what she herself can.

A crack about her height, glasses, or oversized shoes will be almost instantly met by the crack of her finely tuned vine whip, the only move she ever really practices. Knowing full well she can't actually hit a student, she resorts to letting loose sonic boom-like whip cracks next to the insulter's ear, and don't even think about grabbing her mane of vines, because that gives her free reign to exact 'self defense,' as she calls it.

Administration has reviewed her performance multiple times, and the only reason they haven't released her from her position, is because she's so effective and gung-ho about bringing irreverent students to justice. Her absolute perfectionist nature can easily be seen in how tangle free she keeps her vines.

Her height isn't a problem. With vines as flexible and strong as hers, she's more than capable of plucking even the smarmiest of Zubats from the cieling.

It's no wonder she doesn't have any friends, however, there is one person, and one person only, who can stop her with no more than a word.

Chindy.

In her entire high school experience, he was the only person to ever stand up for her. After he rescued her from a bully last year, she took up the open position alongside him as quickly as she could. She has an incurable crush on him, and would like nothing more than to be loved by him.

She's actually rather obsessed, doing little, unnoticeable things to try and gain his favor, such as organizing things for his convenience when he's not looking, or slipping the meager amounts of allowance she has onto his person, or constantly changing her 'vinestyle' in an attempt to be noticed.

As hard as she tries, though, she knows he'll never feel the same way about her as she does about him, and cries herself to sleep rather often.