♫Seven am, waking up in the morning, gotta be fresh, gotta go downstairs♫
Alejandro pulled up to the school, unaware of the ear boggling sounds that were coming from his radio. He didn't care that it was Friday and he didn't care that it was the first week of school.
Something was on his mind that both mystified and worried him to no end.
It was the first día of 11th grade. Trying to ignore the infatuated stares of the younger kids and some of the seniors, Alejandro looked around for the office. He saw Team Amazon; Courtney and Gwen's hair had gotten longer, and Cody had grown taller (Sierra was still tall enough to cuddle him though) and Heather. Her hair had grown most out of the three girls, almost to the length it was at in TDI. The look on her face was a cheerful one; normally she would look bored o uninterested.
Then, she saw Alejandro. With a smile, she said:
"Hi,"
At first, he thought it wasn't Heather, then he thought she was sick.
She was never that nice, especially to him.
In inicial Ec, things got even más freaky.
She had sat siguiente to him, and not once did she insult o argue with him.
She even smiled when she looked at him.
"Um..did Heather lose her memory o something?" Alejandro asked. "Not a clue," Replied Tyler. "Why?"
"She's being so nice to me, and she's always smiling and everything...she's not actuación like Heather."
"Oh..that's just the bet she made with Justin. She wanted to prove to him that she could be something other than a bitch."
"What?"
Why would he try to change her like that? Why would she accept a stupid challenge like that?
Alejandro stood up, preparing to go and scream at Justin, when someone knocked into her.
"Hi..again.." Heather looked up, beaming at him.
"Heather, tu chica estúpida..you're not actuación like yourself.."
"What are tu talking about? Of course I am."
"No, tu aren't; tu haven't insulted a person in days, DAYS! Whatever this bet is for, it's not worth it-"
"Why the hell do tu care?"
Both of them put on shocked faces. "I'm..I'm sorry.." The queen bee looked away, blushing slightly.
"Heather..." The Latin teen took her por the hand and led her outside. "You don't have to put on some stupid act to make people like you..."
"No...people keep saying that people like me won't be good for anything. I'm never going to have any friends."
"Heather...you're an amazing woman, whether you're nice o a bitch. I amor tu the way tu are."
"Alejandro.."
Alejandro grabbed Heather's hands and kissed her lips softly. "You're perfect, Heather. Never, ever change."
Alejandro pulled up to the school, unaware of the ear boggling sounds that were coming from his radio. He didn't care that it was Friday and he didn't care that it was the first week of school.
Something was on his mind that both mystified and worried him to no end.
It was the first día of 11th grade. Trying to ignore the infatuated stares of the younger kids and some of the seniors, Alejandro looked around for the office. He saw Team Amazon; Courtney and Gwen's hair had gotten longer, and Cody had grown taller (Sierra was still tall enough to cuddle him though) and Heather. Her hair had grown most out of the three girls, almost to the length it was at in TDI. The look on her face was a cheerful one; normally she would look bored o uninterested.
Then, she saw Alejandro. With a smile, she said:
"Hi,"
At first, he thought it wasn't Heather, then he thought she was sick.
She was never that nice, especially to him.
In inicial Ec, things got even más freaky.
She had sat siguiente to him, and not once did she insult o argue with him.
She even smiled when she looked at him.
"Um..did Heather lose her memory o something?" Alejandro asked. "Not a clue," Replied Tyler. "Why?"
"She's being so nice to me, and she's always smiling and everything...she's not actuación like Heather."
"Oh..that's just the bet she made with Justin. She wanted to prove to him that she could be something other than a bitch."
"What?"
Why would he try to change her like that? Why would she accept a stupid challenge like that?
Alejandro stood up, preparing to go and scream at Justin, when someone knocked into her.
"Hi..again.." Heather looked up, beaming at him.
"Heather, tu chica estúpida..you're not actuación like yourself.."
"What are tu talking about? Of course I am."
"No, tu aren't; tu haven't insulted a person in days, DAYS! Whatever this bet is for, it's not worth it-"
"Why the hell do tu care?"
Both of them put on shocked faces. "I'm..I'm sorry.." The queen bee looked away, blushing slightly.
"Heather..." The Latin teen took her por the hand and led her outside. "You don't have to put on some stupid act to make people like you..."
"No...people keep saying that people like me won't be good for anything. I'm never going to have any friends."
"Heather...you're an amazing woman, whether you're nice o a bitch. I amor tu the way tu are."
"Alejandro.."
Alejandro grabbed Heather's hands and kissed her lips softly. "You're perfect, Heather. Never, ever change."
Ugh ! This school is full of ghetto people ! I wanna go back to Gonzalez but they can't "put up with me " ! Everybody is talkin about this chick named Noemi ! Aperantly she is a legend here and they where saying that she moved to Gonzalez but anyway im not alone here tu know i have my cuzin ! When the campana rang i had to enter the classroom the teacher was a dude named Mr.Martinez ! My cuzin is in a diffrent classroom Mrs.Manchas ! So i had to find some friends o alone..WHATEVER ! Ughh i always got in trouble with all the teachers for the siguiente mes !Then one of my friends in Gonzalez invited me to this of the hook party ! ....
What will happen at the party ? Find out in the siguiente chapter of amor , Hate storyy !!
What will happen at the party ? Find out in the siguiente chapter of amor , Hate storyy !!
So,so what,I'm still a rockstar,I got my rock moves,and I don't need tu 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 aceituna, oliva 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 dicho 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 dicho 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, o 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, o 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!"