Chapter Two
♤Jason♤
"Have you heard about the party this weekend?" Ryan, one of my friends say.
"No, ofcourse we haven't heard about it. It's Monday and the first day of school." Max, one of my other friends say.
They go on talking about whatever and I zone them out.
Im Jason, and these idiots are my friends. There are four of us in total. Ryan, the one who is always partying and has a different girl every week. Max, basically the 'mom' of the group, he is the one that makes sure we go to our classes. Isaiah, the athlete of the group, he is good at almost all sports but right now he plays soccer. And lastly me, I don't really know what my place is in the group but those are my friends.
We are your typical high school 'bad boys', but I wouldn't really call us bad more like we don't care about the rules and do whatever we feel like. When it comes to school my grades aren't the best but I'm not failing my classes, I usually have at least a C average in most of them.
"Dude are you listening?" Isaiah asks waving his hand in front of my face.
"No, I wasn't" I respond.
"Well we were talking about hitting the skatepark after school today, you in?"
We all skateboard, it was actually how we all met. We were all at the skatepark one day and realized we went to the same school so we started hanging out.
"Yeah sure I'm in." Is all I said before the first bell signaling five minutes till class rang and everyone started rushing to class.
Me and Max had our first class together and the other guys had theirs together, so we started walking our separate ways.
Max is a sophomore and the rest of us are juniors, but he is really smart so he takes a lot of junior classes.
We have geography first. We get to class like two minute late but no one really cares because the teacher isn't even in the class room yet. And they expect us to be here on time.
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It's now lunch. Classes went by kinda slow, mainly becoming we didn't do anything. For the most part it was just teachers talking about themselves and them going over the syllabus.
We go to the lunch line and we all get our food. After we all have everything we need we go to pick a lunch table. Usually we would sit in the corner, at the table closest to the door but people are already sitting there.
We end up picking one next to the doors to the court yard, we like to have easy access to a door incase something happens and we have to leave, and we sit down.
The guys start talking about random stuff and I zone out again. Scanning our surroundings, I look at the table we used to sit at again and see who was sitting there. I didn't really look at who was there when we walked in.
I think their names are V and Ariana, or something like that. I don't really talk to people outside of our group but I've seen them around.

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Vianna
عاطفيةHey, if you are somehow seeing this just know that I am not a author in any way shape or form, I'm just bored. This story is about a 17 year girl named Vianna, a junior in High School. This isn't a story about a good girl with the perfect grades an...