A/N well hello, you! This will be whenever they are all in school, about a day in, so they still don't know their way around very well. I decided to skip the tour because it is pretty boring (I already have the stuff planned before I update) and I figured u don't wanna read boring stuff so yeah! Hope you like this book so far, and I have a question- should I keep putting the quotes as the picture? Idk from my POV I like them, but your my readers so tell me if u don't, and majority rules. Thanks! Love you! 💖😍🤗😂. OH WAIT! listen up, this is important: I'm writing a Matthew Espinosa fanfiction and I already have a bunch of chapters for it and I'm gonna ask:should I publish it? I mean like, it will probably be super interesting because duh it's about Matt Espinosa. Tell me if u want me 2 publish it! Thanks! Now, bye.😂😂😂
Vanessa's POV
"Sam, where is room 107?" I questioned as we were walking.
"By rooms 106 and 108." He relplied, apparently satisfying himself. I rolled my eyes and searched the room numbers on the walls beside the doors to the classes. 106, 105...
"Ugh, we just passed it. See you later, guys." I said as I turned around. I was going to English, but Sam and Jacey were in different classes. None of us had very many classes together, except dance for me and Jacey, of course.
"Bye V!" Jacey exclaimed, skipping along gently. She was very excited to be at the new school since she loved dancing. Dancing is her boyfriend. Literally, she calls her boyfriend Dancing Davey even though he fails at dancing...I don't know about her sometimes, you know? I just feel like she never gets...well, normal. Yeah, I'm not normal either, but at least I don't call my boyfriend-imaginary boyfriend-dancing when he doesn't dance. Fails at it, with that. But hey, that's Jacey for ya.
"Hey, what's your name, I'm Layla, and this is Aireana." Someone said to me as soon as I walked through the door.
"Hey." Aireana said whenever Layla said her name, not looking up from her phone. "Yes, she's my friend. Yes I'm proud of it." I could tell I liked them both already. Layla so quirky, and Aireana...well, emotionless? She's probably scrolling through Instagram right now, too focused to look up. I'm like both of them, except at different times. Every time I'm on my phone, it's always an emotionless "hi" or "yeah" that comes from me. Nothing more, nothing less. Not like there's much less to give. When I'm not on my phone, though, I am always talking and talking and laughing. I never stop laughing when I'm with Jacey. She makes me laugh, and sometimes it's more than I can handle. You know that feeling when you can't breathe because you laugh so hard? Well, that happens to me, but worse. I need an inhaler, that's how bad it gets. Don't get me wrong, I love to laugh and have fun, but not when I can't breathe. It gets even worse than that if someone makes me laugh while I'm not able to breathe. One time, I had to go to the hospital because of it. Jacey fell off of the ladder to my bunk bed. Yeah, that clumsy little butt. If she wouldn't have done that, I wouldn't have started my streak of getting hurt or sick and going to the hospital. So far, since that time with the bunk bed when I was six, I've been to the hospital 13 times. I broke my wrist, my ankle, my thumb, my index finger, my other thumb, and a ring finger. Besides that, I've also not been able to breathe 3 times, tore a ligament in my leg, gotten food poisining twice, and something I would rather not mention. If I don't mention it, it won't make me feel bad, and if it won't make me feel bad, I won't cry in front of these girls, Layla and Aireana.
"Hey! I'm Vanessa. You can call me V, Skittles, or VG, though." I replied, and they both looked confused. "I love Skittles, so that's basically why that's one of my nicknames, V because it's the first letter in my name, and VG because my future name will be Vanessa Grier." Layla still looked confused, but Aireana looked up from her phone, amazed.
"Better not be Hayes!" She said with a slight fake Southern accent. "It better not be..."
"Don't worry, Ham G is my homie." I stated, and she stared into space a minute, thinking.
"Ham G?" She questioned. By this time, Layla didn't know what we were talking about, so she kind of left. "Who's that?"
"Seriously? Ham G. You know, Hamilton Nash Grier? Ham G?" I said, matter-of-factly. When she still looked confused, I sighed and chuckled a little.
"I don't get it," she said, kind of laughing when I laughed. "I'm serious!"
"Okay, everyone! Quiet!" The teacher yelled. Well, I thought. New friends, new teacher, new school, new year, new day, new life...and all without seeing much of my best friends I used to have...
Ooh! So hey, do you like it so far? Also, whoever @puppy1234560 is, I need to know who you are. You are definitely one of my friends irl, so I just have to know who exactly. Love y'all! Make sure to answer my first question at the beginning, and comment, vote, and invite ppl to read please! Thanks for 69 reads!
Next update will possibly be May 1 if I get 80 reads and 15 votes by then! If not, it will be on May 4! THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING I LOVE YOU SO MUCH BYE!
