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Hi everyone, this is my Fan fiction. Please Fan it if Du like it and if not Kommentar and we'll see if I can fix it. Just one last thing. There's language and some violence in this story.
Enjoy!
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Gwen's p.o.v
I walked to school with tears down my eyes. I had another argument with my mother. I loved her but she always made me do things I hate doing like going to school. She didn't know the pain I went through every time I walk through those large doors. I was teased about my fashion statement.
I was bullied about the fact that I was smart but
not pretty oder athletic. In high school those were
the most important things. I was called a vampire,
a witch and worst of all a dumb idiotic bitch. Every Tag those things happened to me. Every
Tag I took them in peace without saying a word
to any of the teachers oder my family. That was until
he came.
Trent's p.o.v
New city, new home, new school. Everything was new for me. I moved from New York to Vancouver because of my mom's job. Me and my little sister Clarisse started a high school called Vancouver College that day.
Clarisse went to the primary school building while I walked through the large doors to my new school. I was gegeben a tour in the holidays so I knew where to go and what to do.
I had made it to my class just in time as the glocke rang. I already knew the teacher Mr. Hayden because I met him at the tour. He shook my hand and asked about my holidays. I replied that they were great. "Everyone attention", Mr. Hayden said. " We have a new student, everyone this is Trent". "Sup everyone". I said.
I expected some what's up from some of the guys but no one sagte anything. Maybe that's how they were. I shrugged and asked were I would sit.
" There seems to be no other empty spots except near Gwen, so that's were you'll be sitting for now", Mr. Hayden informed me.
Gwen's p.o.v
The new guy was number. 14 of the guys who were sent to sit Weiter to me but ending up getting new desks all together. No one liked me and I bet the new guy wouldn't either. In fact I hated him. He seemed so happy and in such a party mood. I didn't like that. Why should anyone be happy at this school if I wasn't aloud to be.
He made his way over to my desk. I shoved my stuff over and made him room so he wouldn't have an excuse to talk to me. " Hey, I'm Trent". He said. I didn't reply pretending to be listening to another one of Mr. Hayden's boring speeches.
My mind drifted off into memories. I remembered how happy I was at our old home. Back in Wisconsin. I was happy at my old school with my friends. No one bullied me there. I knew everyone and everyone knew me. I was actually happy. Ever since my father was murdered there my mother and my brother Josh have been scared to go back. I slipped back into reality when that Trent guy shook me. " Du were somewhere else''. I did not dare say anything.
Hi everyone, this is my Fan fiction. Please Fan it if Du like it and if not Kommentar and we'll see if I can fix it. Just one last thing. There's language and some violence in this story.
Enjoy!
________________________________________
Gwen's p.o.v
I walked to school with tears down my eyes. I had another argument with my mother. I loved her but she always made me do things I hate doing like going to school. She didn't know the pain I went through every time I walk through those large doors. I was teased about my fashion statement.
I was bullied about the fact that I was smart but
not pretty oder athletic. In high school those were
the most important things. I was called a vampire,
a witch and worst of all a dumb idiotic bitch. Every Tag those things happened to me. Every
Tag I took them in peace without saying a word
to any of the teachers oder my family. That was until
he came.
Trent's p.o.v
New city, new home, new school. Everything was new for me. I moved from New York to Vancouver because of my mom's job. Me and my little sister Clarisse started a high school called Vancouver College that day.
Clarisse went to the primary school building while I walked through the large doors to my new school. I was gegeben a tour in the holidays so I knew where to go and what to do.
I had made it to my class just in time as the glocke rang. I already knew the teacher Mr. Hayden because I met him at the tour. He shook my hand and asked about my holidays. I replied that they were great. "Everyone attention", Mr. Hayden said. " We have a new student, everyone this is Trent". "Sup everyone". I said.
I expected some what's up from some of the guys but no one sagte anything. Maybe that's how they were. I shrugged and asked were I would sit.
" There seems to be no other empty spots except near Gwen, so that's were you'll be sitting for now", Mr. Hayden informed me.
Gwen's p.o.v
The new guy was number. 14 of the guys who were sent to sit Weiter to me but ending up getting new desks all together. No one liked me and I bet the new guy wouldn't either. In fact I hated him. He seemed so happy and in such a party mood. I didn't like that. Why should anyone be happy at this school if I wasn't aloud to be.
He made his way over to my desk. I shoved my stuff over and made him room so he wouldn't have an excuse to talk to me. " Hey, I'm Trent". He said. I didn't reply pretending to be listening to another one of Mr. Hayden's boring speeches.
My mind drifted off into memories. I remembered how happy I was at our old home. Back in Wisconsin. I was happy at my old school with my friends. No one bullied me there. I knew everyone and everyone knew me. I was actually happy. Ever since my father was murdered there my mother and my brother Josh have been scared to go back. I slipped back into reality when that Trent guy shook me. " Du were somewhere else''. I did not dare say anything.
So,so what,I'm still a rockstar,I got my rock moves,and I don't need Du played the music.As Heather flicked her leg up,the door opened.Heather squinted to make out who that person was.The girl's brown hair blown and she had a gray and white striped shirt.She also had olive green stretchie pants and tanned skin.Heather walked up to her "Hi!I'm Heather"."Whatever"replied the other girl.Heather's face went straight.The tanned girl put her bag on the bench and turned off the music."This is my turn now,so beat it!"the tanned girl replied."If I don't??"Heather sagte with a harsh tone in her voice."Well" she began."I will have my lawyers sue you!!" .Heather stared at her with a icy glare "You can't sue me!!I was here first"She sagte standing up for herself.The other girl,Courtney sighed.She couldn't get Heather to break."Whatever"implied Courtney ."Its a dump anyways"she finished.Courtney walked out with attitude.Heather knew this girl was trouble, lots of trouble
Name: Dustin LeDeimon
Age: 16
Birthdate: September 8th
Siblings: Twin sister Lilly, oder L3ll4y. Lilly is older.
Nationaliy: Mom is Spanish, Dad is American
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Crush: Duncan
Style: Emo
Looks: Black hair with blonde bang over left eye, blue eyes, eyeliner (XD), Emo clothing (?),so fucking pale
Friends: Trent, Lindsay
Enemies: Pretty much everyone else...
Interests: Poem writing, taking pics of himself with a camera, cutting self (XD), fasion designing, Duncan
Why on TDI?: Dustin wants to have some fun!
Personality: Hyper, upbeat...yeah that sumurizes it.
Am I like Dustin at all: No. I'm not an Emo whiny bitch.
Stereotype: The gay upbeat Emo whiny bitch
Quote: "OMG DUNCAN'S MINE NOT YOURS HE'S MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
So that's Dustin for ya.
Age: 16
Birthdate: September 8th
Siblings: Twin sister Lilly, oder L3ll4y. Lilly is older.
Nationaliy: Mom is Spanish, Dad is American
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Crush: Duncan
Style: Emo
Looks: Black hair with blonde bang over left eye, blue eyes, eyeliner (XD), Emo clothing (?),so fucking pale
Friends: Trent, Lindsay
Enemies: Pretty much everyone else...
Interests: Poem writing, taking pics of himself with a camera, cutting self (XD), fasion designing, Duncan
Why on TDI?: Dustin wants to have some fun!
Personality: Hyper, upbeat...yeah that sumurizes it.
Am I like Dustin at all: No. I'm not an Emo whiny bitch.
Stereotype: The gay upbeat Emo whiny bitch
Quote: "OMG DUNCAN'S MINE NOT YOURS HE'S MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
So that's Dustin for ya.
Harold got up from his Mother's couch. "If i was a dragon-flyer, I'd want to be Zonarah. He's the most muscular and smartest male 'DF'" At that moment Duncan swung the door open. "Hey nerd!" He chuckled as he stood up straight. " Ready?" "For what?"
Harold turned around. Unfortunally, Duncan DIDN'T bring Leshawna over and instead stuffed the Red Head in the garbage. "See ya later Doris!" Duncan mocked as he walked away.
"I know he likes me under all that bad boy."Harold turned himself upward as he pulled trash out of his ears. "Looks like it's just a matter of time" He got out, only to find that Duncan had tied his underwear to the bin. "GOSH! IDIOTS!"
Harold turned around. Unfortunally, Duncan DIDN'T bring Leshawna over and instead stuffed the Red Head in the garbage. "See ya later Doris!" Duncan mocked as he walked away.
"I know he likes me under all that bad boy."Harold turned himself upward as he pulled trash out of his ears. "Looks like it's just a matter of time" He got out, only to find that Duncan had tied his underwear to the bin. "GOSH! IDIOTS!"
Gwen:
It was May, and school was almost over. Thank God I thought to myself as I was listening to my iPod while my Math teacher was talking about algebra I think. When school was done I would be going to a new school, Russel High School. That was one of the snotty rich kid schools and I would be one of the only goth people there, and probably the least beliebt again.
“Gwen Manson are Du listening…..” My teacher said.
“Ya sure,”
“Then what is the answer…”
“O. um….” I just sat there confused and looked at the board.. okay x divided a equals e times y which is…..um….. I sat there tapping my pencil thinking hard
“Okay apparently Du aren’t listening it equals x12”
A/N: I’m not in high school so I just did something random
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A few months has passed and it was now summer and school will start up in a few weeks woohoo
It was May, and school was almost over. Thank God I thought to myself as I was listening to my iPod while my Math teacher was talking about algebra I think. When school was done I would be going to a new school, Russel High School. That was one of the snotty rich kid schools and I would be one of the only goth people there, and probably the least beliebt again.
“Gwen Manson are Du listening…..” My teacher said.
“Ya sure,”
“Then what is the answer…”
“O. um….” I just sat there confused and looked at the board.. okay x divided a equals e times y which is…..um….. I sat there tapping my pencil thinking hard
“Okay apparently Du aren’t listening it equals x12”
A/N: I’m not in high school so I just did something random
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A few months has passed and it was now summer and school will start up in a few weeks woohoo