Vanessa's POV
Hey. I'm V. I like bacon. And dancing. And I love my best friend, Jacey. She likes dancing, too. We've danced together since kindergarten. I know, long time. We are a week away from going into one of the biggest performance schools in the country. I'm really nervous. My first year in high school and I'm going to a great performing school. I will probably have to go back to public school at the Jaunuary eliminations though. I am always so nervous on stage.
"Jace!!" I screamed when I saw her walk up the steps to school. I was waiting for her for orientation.
"Nessa!" She screamed back. Weirdo. I gestured for her to hurry up. She ran to where I was standing, and I opened the front door of the school.
"Did your mom drive you here?" I asked. She replied with a nod and said, "You?"
"Yeah, but I told her just to go home until I call when orientation is a half hour from closing. Is she coming to pick you up, too?" I said. She just got on her phone and held up her index finger, signaling for me to wait. I nodded, waiting. It took her, I don't know, two minutes. We walked in the doors as she was texting her mom. Finally, Jacey locked her phone and nodded. Then, I got on my phone and texted my mom to pick Jacey up, too.
"Let's go in the auditorium. Maybe that's where everything is," Jacey said.
"Obviously. Have you ever even been to an orientation?" I asked in return.
"No. I was sick for fourth grade orientation, on vacation for middle school orientation, and, well, this is high school orientation." She replied. I sighed and shook my head, laughing. She's very descriptive. She could've just told me no.
"Is there food here?" Jacey complained "I haven't eaten all day. And all three meals have already passed! Point is, I'm pretty hungry." I dug around in my purse until I found a protein bar, gummy bears, sour patch kids, and a snack size Hershey bar.
Jacey raised her eyebrows and said, "Why?"
"I. Like. Candy. Deal. With. It." I replied, spacing out my words. She just sighed.
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"Finally!" I exclaimed, tired of listening to the principal.
"Hey, don't be so rude. Plus, it wasn't even that bad." Jacey said, defending the speakers.
"We have a tour next, so that should be fun." I stated, totally ignoring Jacey's comment. As I stood up, somebody behind me caught my eye. He was wearing a bow tie. He's pretty nice looking for just an orientation. I don't know anybody who would dress that nice for this kind of event. I thought, staring at him. I guess he caught my eye, because he said, "Hey! The name's Sam. No, I did not have a choice to wear this, I was told to." Then he mumbled something under his breath that I couldn't hear.
"Well hi, Sam. I'm Vanessa, but most people call me V. And this Jacey." I replied, turning Jacey away from her phone so she could say hi.
"What? Oh, hi." She said, and turned back to her phone. Mean today, don't you think? Well, she was probably talking to her new boyfriend or something. I can't really blame her if she was. Neither of us have ever actually had a boyfriend because we are too busy with dancing. So I would be surprised if she did have a boyfriend. It's highly unlikely.
Jacey's POV
Yes, I was talking to my new boyfriend. I didn't want to admit it though, so I didn't take my eyes off my phone at any time, and I kept my thumb over the name so no one would see it. His name is Davey. Well, his middle name is Davey. I don't exactly know his first name yet. He just told me to "call him by his middle name, Davey" I was totally cool with it though, because I did not want to ruin our relationship or anything. We just met a month ago. I didn't tell V because I didn't want to hurt her feelings. See, in third grade we both agreed we would never get a boyfriend without the other girl having a boyfriend, too. We have kept that promise until a month ago, July 13th, to be exact. It wasn't nice of me to do that, of course, but I did anyway because my heart had already chosen: I was in love with Davey. So what if I didn't know his real name yet. I just have that feeling that I love him. I don't have another way to put it. I had never had that feeling before, so I guessed that was what it was. I don't really know what love feels like, but I think this is it...
