We Will Never Be The Same Again

Chapter 1

*Hey so I'm going to be meeting Asking Alexandria on feb 9th and I'm so fucking excited! Now since I have a snow day and my ass doesn't have to go to school I thought I'd write a new book lol even though there are like two or three I haven't finished. Updates will be random and I will take requests if you want something to happen in here! Everything in this story is from my peer imagination with a little influence of weed. The most cliché dramatic shit will happen in this, so you've been warned.

Please keep all hands and feet inside the cart at all times and let's enjoy this wild ride

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Naya's Pov

When senior year started, seniorities hit me like a truck, and honestly I forgot what most of my classes were. Now I didn't do much with my free time but go out to eat with my two friends; Adaline was just as crazy as I am, if not a bit more, and my friend Jesse... Is it bad I may have a crush on one of my friends since freshman year? Of course he doesn't know that but ever since he took me to stoner's hell (If you live in Colorado you know what's up) and played on his guitar for hours to me it sparked something in me, and only me. Of course he has a girlfriend names Kandy, typical. Adeline has been my shadow and I have been her's since 5th grade when I "accidently" spilled glue in a girl's hair and she had my back when the teacher was yelling at me. It honestly wasn't my fault that girl shouldn't have stolen my crayons.

Us three weren't bound to one clique in the school...we just kinda talked to everyone, our school is hella small and the type everyone goes to since kindergarten, unless you moved; you were counted one of the lucky ones. Since it was so small everyone technically grew up with everyone and we all knew each other. Of course there were the cheerleaders that could be annoying and gross with their skirts riding up there ass, but drama was rare to occur. Weird right?

The only thing I ever do besides go out to eat and not attend classes, you could always find me up on the roof where no one knows about. It's been my sanctuary since I first arrived at high school and costumed it to my liking; there was an old glass greenhouse that'd been abandoned for I don't know how long that I spent most of my time when it was raining or snowing. The janitor, Eduardo, found my little place when he had to clean up leaves and dead birds or whatever nastiness he could find, but he found out that a lil someone, someone was up here already. I'm guessing it was the time when I was cleaning it up and found a dead bird's nest with the whole family laying on the ground with the eggs not even hatched; now it really was an accident when I found it and puked over the ledge and landed two stories down next to the flag pole. Anyways, Eduardo eventually found out and I thought he was going to tell the principle, but the next time I came back he hooked up the greenhouse with heating and brought some extension cords for me. Even though he hardly talks we've managed to become good friends over the past four years, and we'll give each other goody bags on Christmas or a cupcake on each other's birthday.

I brought another extension cord from home with more outlets to hook up more stuff, and obviously Adaline had to find out eventually that's she brought some light's, blankets, a cooler full of drinks, a small old couch, and other little stuff we had to break into the school to haul up here. We hung up posters and flags like green day, neck deep, asking Alexandria, Chelsea grin, slipknot, whatever we liked. The only thing really valuable here is my acoustic guitar that I leave in the greenhouse when I'm gone so it doesn't crack in the cold. Now what will happen when we're gone? Well when another Naya and Adeline come along and enjoy it as much as we do.

The last bell rang and was currently on the rooftop and walked out of the house and breathed in the cold air, wrapped my bag on my shoulder, and dragged my beat up boots down the stairs to head to my locker. As I was walking I felt a heavy weight jump on my back and almost knocked the life out of me.