When we got to school, Alex ran to his soccer buddies. What can I say? Almost everyone in our household LOVES soccer. See how I said 'almost'? Veronica hates it. One time, Alex and I asked Veronica of she wanted play soccer with us. Her comment was "Ew, I would NEVER play soccer! That's for.... EW people like you guys!" And with that, we never asked her if she wanted to play again.
I went over to my buddies who consisted of Jennifer, Leslie, Grant, Will and Reese.
"Hey, guys!" I yelled at them.
"Hey Laces!" Grant (my gay best friend) yelled back.
Everyone has a nickname, right? Well, mine is Laces. Pretty awesome, right? I got that name because I wear different colored laces with my converse.
"So, how was your weekend?" I asked, as I got up to them.
"Mines was bleh. My grandparents came down from Canada. It was HORRIBLE! All they talked about was how young people like me don't know how to use proper language. I almost said 'fuck you' to Grandpa!" Jennifer cried.
"Wow, mine was awesome! That's all I gots to say." Will said.
They all told us about how their weekends were. Finally it was my turn. "Well, I got a new pair of converse. Alex made me take him to the park. And Veronica was acting like a bitch, as always."
"Speaking of Veronica," Leslie said, "here she comes right now."
We watched as Veronica walked into the school with her posy right on her trail. When she saw her boyfriend, Kyle, she kissed him intensely. Whoa, too much information!
"Ew, I think I just barfed in my mouth." Reese said breaking the silence.
"Ya, me too. C'mon Grant, we gotta get to first period."
Grant and I went to our lockers which were right next to each other. How awesome is that? Me and Grant became friends like that.
-FLASHBACK-
I was the new girl. I went to my locker which was right beside some guy that looked a little lost.
"Hi." He said as I made my way to the lockers.
"Hi."
"Are you new here or something? Because I sure would've seen you here before."
"Ya, I'm new. And you are?"
"Grant Anderson. And you are?"
"Lacey Salvatore."
"Whoa, are you related to those extremely hot vamps from the vampire diaries?"
"Nope. I wish I were because that would be AWESOME! And I'm guessing you're..." I trailed off.
"Gay? Yeah I am. Does that freak you out?"
"No way. So, what do you have first period?"
"Uh, History. You?"
"Oh my God! Me too!"
"Yay! No we can be BFF's!" He squealed.
I laughed. "Okay then!"
-END OF FLASHBACK-
"So, I heard there's a new guy." Grant said.
"Really? I hope he's not a jerk. We already have WAY too many of those." I said, stuffing my bag into my locker. Maybe I should clean it? But it's not that messy. Whatever.
"Yup, word on the street is that he's hawt."
"Wow, you sound like a valley girl."
"Thank you!"
"No comment."
"Hey, you're SO mean! JK."
"Oh, so NOW you're using texting language? Maybe I should just stop hanging with you, Granty." He hates when I call him that.
"Please don't stop being my BFF! And DON'T call me Granty! I sound old."
"Well, you are. In some odd way."
"Mmhmm."
"Do you have any cookies!?" I asked him.
"Wow that was random. And no." He smirked.
"Grr, I know you're hiding them. Somewhere. Maybe in your pants!" I laughed at his shocked expression.
"You nasty perverted little girl, and just for that," he rummaged around in his bag. "You get NO cookies and you get to watch me eat them!"
He pulled out a cookie. "Fine, acquista ventosa!"
I laughed when he stared at me. Probably thinking what the hell I said. Not telling, sucker! I pulled on Grant's arm to make him go to History. Apparently, he was stuck there like someone glued his feet to the ground.
"Grant, lets GO!" I whined.
"H-h-hot g-guy!" He pointed at the door to History.
I turned just in time to see the guy turn around and smirk at me. Oh god, he's probably another jerk!
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