Giving Up (A Pete Wentz FanFic)

Chapter 6

A/N:
I know my math for some of the peoples ages are off. Like for many of the Youtubers so bear with me. Also, I know I haven't updated in a while, but I got my phone taken away.
Love,
Adriane 🐢🐢🐢

--Adriane's P.O.V.--
Pete, Brendon, Vicky, and I walked into room 404, Mr.Gurtov's room. The second bell rang as soon as we walked in."Sit where ever you want." Mr.Gurtov gestured. I observed the room, the desks were in the formation of a rectangle. Luckily there were 4 seats in the back of the room right next to each other."Listen up class, I'm not your regular type of teacher. I don't give homework, I think of it as a punishment. I also do my work differently. I don't use textbooks, I use somewhat "educational" websites and let you work in groups for almost every assignment. With these techniques my students get the best scores." Mr.Gurtov lectured. "I'm going to take roll." After a few names I heard Mr.Gurtov struggle to say my name."That me and my name is pronounced Adriane." I said now all eye were on me for some reason. Did I do something wrong is my beanie falling off? Then I started to hear whispering. "Who is that girl?" I heard a girl whisper. Then almost instantly I heard "I don't know but her and her friend look like they could be the biggest losers in the school. I mean look at what they're wearing." I thought I looked fine. I am wearing a black Ramones shirt with red, ripped skinny jeans and black Vans. When it comes to clothes girls are such bitchs. Whatever, why should I care? After like 7 more names get called Brendon's name gets called. Soon after Brendon's name Pete's name gets called followed by Vicky's."Now class," Mr.Gurtov said "I know this is an assignment for kindergarteners, but for today's assignment we are going to do a worksheet that you have to complete about yourself. Once all of you are done you will pass it to the person next to you, then they will pass your paper to the person next to them. The papers will follow the way the desks are arranged. So by the end of this everyone should have their paper back. When you are done with filling you paper out put you pencil or pen down so I know your done. Got it? Good. You can start to work as soon as you get your papers."
--Vicky's P.O.V.--
All of the question were basic:
#1.What is your favorite thing to do?
Easy. Play my bass.
#2.What is your favorite type of music?
Punk-Pop,Punk-Rock,and Alternative Rock.
#3.What is your favorite subject?
Science and Math.
So on and so forth. Pretty soon all papers were being passed around. Pete was to my left and on my right was another kid named Dan Howell. He looked like a sweet kid. He was wearing a black shirt that had a white circle-ring-thing on it with black skinny jeans and white Vans on, and to top it all off he had a red/black/white jacket unzipped on. So I passed my paper to Pete and Dan passed his paper to me. As soon as he got his paper from the person next to him I lightly tapped him on the shoulder making him jump a little,"Hi, I am Victoria Wittingham. But call me Vicky." "Umm...hi, I'm..uh..Dan Howell. It's nice to meet you." He said awkwardly. His British accent was so adorable."I wanted to know if wanted to sit with me and my friends at lunch." I asked politely. "Uhh...is it ok if I...uh..erm... bring my..um..friend?His name is Phil. He sits right there." He said pointing to the seat next to him. "That fine I'm just going to introduce my self." I replied. "Ok. I'll get him for you." He said turning to Phil. Dan poked Phil a couple times and when he looked up he pointed to me."Hi. I just wanted to introduce my self. My name is Victoria Wittingham. But call me Vicky." "Hi. My name Philip Lester. But call me Phil." He replied. Phil also had a British accent. Phil was wearing black skinny jeans with a shirt that had a kitten shooting lasers a out of its eyes with black converse."It is nice to meet you Phil. You too Dan. See you guys at lunch." I said, then I looked at Dan's paper. It looks like we like the same music. He wants to direct and act. Dan's favorite colors are black, gold, and white. His favorite animal is a llama and his best friend is, surprise, Phil. I Didn't get to finish reading because Mr.Gurtov said to pass the papers on. Next I got Phil's paper. Appearntly his favorite color is blue. He likes to play Pokemon and loves kittens. He mostly likes the same music as me. After a lot more switching of papers we finished. Mr.Gurtov said since there was only 20 minutes of class left we can talk to each other. I quickly walked over to Pete."Hey Pete, umm you see those to guys?" I asked pointing to Dan and Phil,"I invited them to sit with us at lunch." "Do you know them?" Pete questioned looking confused."Well, I just met them and they seem nice. Plus they're British. I think you'll like them." I said in an excited voice. I pulled Pete over to Dan and Phil."Hey guys!" I said."Hi, Vicky." They said in unison."This is my boyfriend, Pete. Pete meet Dan and Phil. They're going to sit with you, Brendon, Adriane, Denise, and I at lunch!" "Cool. It's nice to meet you both." Pete said shaking their hands. just then Adriane walked up to us."I heard my name." She said."Just in time meet Dan and Phil." I said gesturing toward them."Hi. I am Dan Howell. And that is Phil Lester. It is a pleasure to meet you." Dan said looking like had just seen an angel."OH MY GOD! ARE YOU TWO FROM LONDON!" Adriane yelled in a squeaky voice."Yea.Why?" Phil questioned."I HAVE ALWAYS WANTED TO GO!" She screamed."Brendon!" I shouted."What do you want?" He said from behind making me jump. I gestured toward Dan and Phil."Hi! I'm Brendon Urie." He said to Dan and Phil."Hello." They both said."I'm Phil Lester and this is my friend Dan Howell." Phil spoke up. "Hello." Dan said."They are sitting with us at lunch." I informed Adriane and Brendon."YES!" Adriane screamed. With that the bell rung.

*next class*

--Denise's P.O.V--
I walked into Mrs.Noah's class, she teaches science, and she tells me to stand in front of the board with everyone else. I scan there are five rows of seats. Then Adriane and Vicky walk in together and run to me. I give them a great big bear hug. Then the bell rung."Listen up class. I have all ready picked your assigned seats. Unless I tell you to move that is where you sit. Lets get started in the first seat is Laim Payne, then Sarah Nelson, and next to her is Anne Black. I finally heard my name called after like 20 names. I went to my seat in the third row. Vicky is in the 2 seats in front of me. Adriane sat in the second row. Then a kid with dark brown hair and green eyes sat in the seat next to me. He was wearing blue skinnies, a white shirt, a black leather jacket, with white ankle high Converse All Stars. Wow!"I'm Harry. Harry Styles." He said with a smirk spread widely across his face. Wow! He is from London."Um..... I'm..uh..Denise Hernandez. It's a nice to meet you." I said nervously, he is so gorgeous. His hair is swept to the side and flashing me a perfect smile."Are you new here? I have never seen you before." He asked me still smiling. "Yeah. I moved here during the summer break." I said looking down. I don't want to think about my dad or what happened in Florida. I looked up, "You must be popular here. The way you look I would guess your a athlete. Am I right?" "Half correct. I am an athlete, but I am not popular." he looked sad. "Well why not you must have all the girls running after you. Just look at you, you are an dreamy kid from London." Harry blushed a little,"You really think that?" He asked. I was blushing now too, "Actually, yes. So what is your story?" "Well, when I moved here people thought I was weird because of the accent. And for about a month everyone ignored me. Until one day I was at my locker and one of the kids who was bullying me, because I sing, shoved my into my locker." He looked like he was going to cry, but he continued."As soon as I was on the ground he started to kick me in my stomach. Then I saw 4 boys come over and 2 of them started to fight the kid who was bullying me and the other 2 came over to me and helped me up from the floor, picked up my books, closed my locker, and took me to the nurse. Later they became my best friends. And they're in this class." Harry pointed to the first desk, "that is Liam." He pointed to a blonde haired kid sitting next to Adriane, "that's Niall." Then he pointed to a kid with black hair a few seats down, "that is Zayn." Lastly Harry pointed behind himself, "And that is Louis. Hey Lou, this is Denise." Louis looked at me,"She is cute." My face turned bright red. "I know right." Harry smirked. My face was even more red.