The Three Of Us

School*Someone save me*

School,yay!Really?No kill me!I despise schools with a passion,because I was bullied  when I was little.Oh well,I guess it can't be helped.The drive was long,because Connor didn't listen when I told him to make a right(he made a left),so we ended up being ten minutes late for school.When we got there we went to the office to get our schedules.We had all the same classes except for seventh.(Mom has connections to get us the same classes)First is reading and language,which is two periods.Third is math.Fourth is history then lunch.Fifth is French. Sixth is science.Seventh period  is art for Ryan and I.Connor insisted on having Autobody as his seventh period class. We start walking towards first and second period,Mrs.Davis.

"Do we have to go?!",I complain.

"Yes our little honey bunny",Connor replys.I scoof.Why do they always give me the lovey dovey nicknames.

"Or we can skip",I protest.

"Vivi remember Mom said she would take your bike and phone from you if you skipped or got into a fight on the first day",Ryan says.

"Okay but you two must sit next to me in every class",I demand while giving them puppy eyes.

"Okay"they say at the same time.We walk into Mrs.Davis's room.

"Hello are you three my new students?",she asks while greeting us with a smile.While I'm thinking 'No were magical unicorns here to talk about pretty pink bows and rainbows.'I mean,come on,really who else could we possibly be?

"Yes I'm Connor,this is Ryan,and this is Vivienne",Conner informs her.

"Hi",Ryan says.I don't say anything,so Ryan nugdes me.

"Nice to meet you",I say,while holding on to the hem of Ryan's shirt.Ryan and Connor look at me and adore the way I look which is innocent and adorable.Let me explain being 5 foot your able to pass as a ten or eleven year-old,but,since I have size C boobs,that never works out.Second I don't like everyone staring at me like I'm some endangered species,which is what happens when you are new in a small town or when you have white  hair and blue eyes.

"Well why don't you tell us about yourselfs?",Mrs.Davis says.

Connors starts,"Well we moved  from Mami,Flordia.I like playing any sport,but my favorite is basketball.I work on cars in my free time and love to bug Vivienne."There are whispers around the room.

"Okay,Connor.Thank you for sharing.Are you all siblings?",Mrs. Davis asks.

"No Connor and I were adopted into the Adams family."Ryan says.There are gasps and alot of people pointing at me and whispering to each other.I'm guessing they remember  me now.When I thought my hair and eyes would be a dead give away.

"Would you like me to go?"Ryan asks after the room quiets down.

"Sure",Mrs.Davis says motioning for him to go.

"I'm Ryan Adams.I love reading and art.And in my free I paint and help Vivienne work on her boxing skills."Ryan tells the class.

"Thank you,Ryan.Would you like to share Vivienne?"Mrs.Davis asks politely.My grip on Ryan's shirt tightens.

"Sure.I'm Vivienne.I like shoping,music,helping Connor work on his cars,and working on my mixed martial arts."I tell the class.

"Okay thank you Vivienne.If you would please find yourselfs some seats."I take my seats without saying  another word.The rest of my classes were the same,introductions and gasps when they remember who I am.And sadly I haven't had Chole or A in any of our classes.We are in the cafeteria,and I'm looking for Chole and Ashley.While I'm looking I'm tackled to the ground.