Ana And Her Redundant Life

Chapter One: Giving Up

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I give up.

Like just literally give up. I'm done being the bridge. I'm done being the love messenger. I'm done being the cupid. And trust me when I say, I didn't want to be the human cupid of both my best friends William and Claire.

I love them both, there's no question to that at all. But I've had enough.

At first, I was okay with it when Will asked me to help him to get Claire out on a date. I mean, not really that okay but you get the point.

Wait, you know what? Screw it! I was far from okay!

And then I also started noticing Claire giving Will the 'I want you and I'm hinting you right now to come and just bang me like you love me' eyes. Who couldn't love and admire Will? He was perfect. Claire was perfect. Perfect match huh?

Well, hell to the firetrucking no! At least for me.

You must be wondering, 'I thought Ana was a happy go-lucky, always smiling, always bubbly girl? But how come she has a sailor's mouth?'

Good question, my friend. Or acquaintance, I don't know. Obviously because I don't know you enough to be my friend so-

Ugh shite you get the freaking point!

Anyway, back to the story. I am a happy girl.

At least that's what they think. Or at least that's what I was before Will told me that she loved Claire and then they got together. Plus, it's their 2 year anniversary the day I left. See my pain? I had to suffer 2 years of pain, seeing them mooch their faces off! No Anastasia Jianey Lavielle should go through that! That's..that's just cruel! But yeah, they're inlove.

Cue the scoff. Pssh. Love? Love love love. A stupid four-letter word. I tried love, but where did it get me? To a place called 'You screwed up, now you're hurting. Peace and blessings bitch!'

So yeah, I've had enough.

Buuuuuut! The world must love me because my Daddy sent me to live in his hometown in France for two years for no reason at all! Yay!

Yes, I am half French but seriously I basically consider my whole life an American styled cliche. Being French was cool though since I get to learn and speak a really wonderful and hard language but whatever!

Okay, so where were we? Oh yeah.

I told Daddy I want to take a break from America and I wanna visit France again. The last time I was there was when I was six and I'm 16, so I missed France's happenings for ten years. Anyway, surprisingly Daddy agreed, saying that I should spend more time with my French cousins this time considering I always spend lots of time with my American cousins. They just lived in our neighbourhood anyway.

At first, Mom wasn't sure about it but then eventually she gave in. See guys? That's what you get when you actually get good grades and good reports from school. Carefree and loving parents!

And so I left.

Without goodbyes to my bestfriends, friends, acquaintances, teachers, janitors, and whoever the flying firetruck is still there to not say goodbye to. Because what's the point in saying goodbye when I know I'll still be seeing them yet again in two years? Unless one of them dies. Or I die. But really. Introduce me to someone who gives a damn.

The first two weeks, my phone was bombarded with phone calls, text messages, internet messages and all that shite. I read one and the message was asking me where I was. I didn't bother to reply. Also, I told my parents not to tell anyone, even Will. Especially Will, gosh!

Eventually, I got tired of the messages so I deleted all my accounts and changed my digits. I made new accounts too since I still want to be updated with world news. I didn't want to be a sore loser who kept on asking who's that, what's this, what's that song, or all that stuff! But I kept my accounts private and only selected the people who requests to follow me or befriend me or whatsoever.

Anyway, I lived a normal and happier life in France. I lived with my Aunt Portia and Uncle Lemuel along with my cousins Stacey and Macey (they're twins), Vaughn, Merliah, and Vouía.

It was a life without best friends who loved each other in a different kind of way.

You know what I mean.

And yeah, I even got a boyfriend! Eeeep! His name was Clint.

And let me tell you, holy fudge ball biscuits and crackers! He. Was. Amazing. And yes, I gave him my 'you-know-what' card. Wink wink. But of course, nothing lasts forever and apparently he wasn't my nothing. He moved to another place in which I don't know the name of and quite frankly, I wasn't left heartbroken. At least I had my fair share of 1 year and 5 months with him! That's cool enough for me. Although I did cry a bit when he said he was moving. Just a bit, I swear! I'm not lying.

So yeah, I had 7 more months to spend before going back home and face the dread. Ugh kill me after 7 months please.

But me and the dying part didn't happen. Unfortunately.

Anyway, it was the most worth 7 months ever in my entire life yet. My cousins and I went to lots of cool adventures. We rented a house that was in front of the beach for three weeks. There was no school those days so hooray for us. We also went to other cool places in which I had so much fun.

And then of course, I had to pack up and leave my most favourite place on Earth. Cue my scripted sad face that looks like one of those drawings where your lips literally have to curve downwards.

And now, I have to face back reality.

Reality does ruin your life.

Hello my beautiful llamas! I was so bored when I was writing this story so pardon me if it's bad! HEHEHE :3 I wrote this at, like 12 am to 1 am. Uhuh. I sleep late. I think you can consider me a bad bitch now. *wink smirk wink smirk* Lol I probably looked like I had a face spasm XD But anyways, don't forget to do the basics! Read, vote, comment, follow, and be happpppeeeh!! XD Also, Alissa Violet will be playing Ana because I think she is the exact definition of Ana. Isn't she pretty? *sigh and then heart eyes*

Love you always babes xx