Jerella?! Jerella?!
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Hey guys, I think there's a problem with voice void. It continues not showing updates, and if you didn't see the second chapter, “Run Jer Ru n,” here’s a shorter version.
Jersey was late for her bus, but managed to squeeze on despite the wheel being unfixed. When she reached her new apartment, she discovered it wasn’t as she remembered…
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“Sometimes bad things are followed by good, but who said good things aren’t followed by bad?!”
Habo-j
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So, what do you do when your apartment is replaced with a fancy one? Of course, you check the number a hundred times, then what?
First choice: call the police. Second choice: thank your fairy godmother and live happily ever after. Third choice: run.
But I think I love the second choice. Here I am, on a fancy red U-shaped sofa, watching *The Conjuring* for the second time on a big white HD TV… and, of course, there’s pizza. I found a mountain of it in the refrigerator.
Thank you, fairy mother. Really, with love!
After checking the door number – like, 99999999999999 times (a slight exaggeration, since I only checked twice) – I walked into the apartment and straight to the kitchen. There were two refrigerators: one small, one big. I preferred the latter. So, I did the next thing any sane person would do and opened it.
Holy mother of Jersey.
Lots and lots of pizzas. And other foods. Opening the small one, my jaw dropped carelessly. Juices, vodkas, water, and other soft drinks… So here I am, without even taking a shower, watching a horror film with popcorn after eating three or more pizzas.
Lucky me!!
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I woke up when a bright light shone through my bedroom. I really didn't want to get up from my comfy king-sized bed, but today is Monday, the first day of school. After waking up and yawning, I went to the bathroom in a zombie state: half asleep.
“It’s just a matter of time before we learn how to flyyy, welcome to…” I sang – shouted – at the top of my lungs while showering, holding the tap as a microphone. I like singing while showering, even though I suck at it.
After wearing an open hoodie with a crop crown T-shirt that reads ‘Don’t Think So’ in capital letters and black ripped jeans, I went to the kitchen.
Seating in a bus all alone without earphones is so boring, right? Yep, it is since I FORGOT MY EARPHONE FOR THE LOVE OF GODS. What kind of sane person does that?
You guessed it: me!
The bus can’t go all the way, so I have to walk a little to reach Trude Academy. Walking to school, I saw thousands of brand cars with different colors. They really must be rich, but who cares… at least I don’t.
I can sense everyone staring at me on campus while I stare at the big mansion-like school in front. ‘TRUDE ACADEMY’ it reads on the front of the glass wall, along with some quotes. But what attracted me more was the campus itself – so wide in the front, I can’t imagine what it’s like on the inside.
Students with different styled uniforms are wandering in the school. Some are talking on the phone, others are with their friends, and some are even making out…
Hello… this is school, for crying out loud!
Get a room, kids. Why not do it at home or in the car? Mr. Principal is coming!
“Holy shit, are you Jersey?” a girl my age asks. Her blue eyes roam my body.
Brown hair, short gray uniform dress, white and blue shirt with a uniform jacket. And finally, breathtaking heeled boots.
Good enough for fancy!
“Let me guess, Vanessa?” I ask.
“Yep, you look beautiful,” she smiles.
“Um, thanks.” Awkward much.
“Come, let’s get your uniforms, PC, and class.”
I nod, following her. Inside the school is more gorgeous than the exterior. It’s so beautiful: glass doors, marble floors, big TVs on the walls of the hallways, and, of course, a big locker for students attached to the walls on the other half of the building.
We entered the staff room, I guess, because teachers were going here and there. We made our way to the corner where three receptionists were seated with their computers, except for one, who was checking out her nails. I can see she’s a bitch… No, for real, she looks like one.
“Excuse me, can I get the class menu and uniforms by the name of Jersey Henderson, please?” Vanessa asked, smiling politely.
“Sure, just a minute,” the first woman with blonde hair asked.
“Class: 12 2.B, and here are the required materials as well as the uniforms. You can change your uniforms if you don’t like the design; we can help you with that, but we won’t change them after a week. Oh! I almost forgot, here’s your PC and map of the school with the rules.” She smiled. I nodded after taking everything she gave me.
As soon as we’re out of the staff room, Vanessa squeals and jumps like a baby. I see her confused with a look that clearly read – are you insane? –
“We’re in the same class, come.” She says taking my hand.
“Vanessa, I think w–” why am I even trying?
“Nessa, call me Nessa. We’re friends now.”
“Yeah, okay!” I shrug, following her. We went across the hallway to the staircases until we reached a room labeled 2.B. Nessa opens the door and asks, “Where do you wanna seat?”
“Middle row, middle chair,” I reply without even thinking, and I think she wants the same since she grinned.
After moving two or three steps, she halts, her hands shooting to her lips. “Eve,” she says.
“What??” I sound confused.
“She’s going to kill me.” And the next thing I know, I’m being dragged to the same hallway, hearing her mutter things I can’t catch. We stand in front of a girl with black hair, hazel eyes, and a chocolate-colored face, wearing the same designed uniform as Nessa’s, except for her shoe. She had white heeled boots with pink stripes.
“Holy shit, are you Jersey??” a girl my age ask. Her blue eyes roaming my body as mine.
“Good enough for fancy !”
“Let me guess, Vanessa??” I ask
“Yep, you look beautiful” she smile
“Um Thanks” Awkward much
“Come let us take your uniforms, PC and class”
I nod following while she leads the way. The inside of the school is more gorgeous than the external one. It’s so beautiful, glass doors, marble floors, big TV on the walls of the hallways, and of course a big locker for students attached to the walls on the other half of the building.
We entered the staff, I guess due to the teachers going here and there. We made our way to the corner where 3 receptionist are seated with their computers except one, who is checking out her nail. I can see that she is a bitch…No for real, she looks like one.
“Excuse me, can I get the class menu and uniforms by the name of Jercey Henderson please” Vanessa asked smiling politely
“Sure just a minute” the first women with a blonde hair asked.
“ Class: 12 2.B , and here are the required materials as well as the uniforms, you can change your uniforms if you don’t like the design, we can help you with that but we won’t change after a week. Oh! I almost forgot, here’s your PC and map of the school with the rules.” She smile. I nod after taking everything she gave me.
As soon as we’re out of the staff Vanessa squeals and jumps like a baby. I see her confused with a look that clearly read -are you insane amigo??
“We’re in the same class, come” she says taking my hand in hers
“Vanessa, I think w-” why am I even trying??
“Nessa call me Nessa, we’re friends after now”
“Yeah OK!” I shrug following her.
We went across the hallway to the staircases until we reach a room w/c reads 2.B. Nessa opens the door and asks "where do you wanna seat?"
"Middle row middle chair" I replay without even thinking and I think she wants the same since she grinned.
After moving two or three steps she halts her hands shooting to her lips "Eve" she says
"What??" I sound confused
"She's gonna kill me" and the next thing I know is that am being dragged to the same hallway hearing her mutter things I can't catch. We stand in front of a girl with black hair hazel eyes and a chocolate colour face, wearing same designed uniforms as Nessas except for her shoe, she had a white heeled with pink stripe shoe.
"Where the hell were, you asshole" she yelled
"Sorry, I forgot" Nessa replaid and continues when the girl I assume is Eve stares at me "Eve this is Jercey, Jercey this is Eve"
"Nice to meet you Jercey, heared a lot about you" she gushed
"Nice to meet you too," smiling I wave my hand at her awkwardly.
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After three periods of boring class, we went for lunch. The class consists of only 20 students. Since it was the first day, we didn’t learn much. Nessa is gone to the bathroom while Eve is with me, guiding me to a table where eight students are seated.
“EVE,” the guy with blonde hair and golden eyes called.
“Hey Jude, how u doin?” she stood beside him smiling.
“Mom is insisting on meeting you, and who is this pretty gal?” He asked, eyeing me up and down.
“Guys, meet Jersey with a ‘c,’ Jersey the squad,” she says gesturing to the table. Most of them are in our class, scratch that, everyone is in my class. “This one is Jude, my other best friend. Rayan is the one with green eyes, the two couples over there are Roslyn and Jeremy. The two weirdos with purplish and red hair are Aiden and Austin, respectively. Austin is Roslyn’s cousin, and there is Kayden across from him is Claire,” she finishes, and I gave them all a smile. All returned the smile and waved, except for the guy called Rayan – Grim Reaper, he looks – kidding, he is handsome.
The door of the dining hall opens with a big bang, and in comes three Greek Gods dramatically. Among them, the guy in the middle attracted my attention the most. Messed up blonde hair, gray eyes, straight jawline, leathered uniform, Jordan shoes, and some stars in his jacket with a smirk on his pink-purple lips.
“The popular of school,” Eve introduces them. I shrug and sat across the red-haired guy who smiles. I smile back, and Eve sat next to me.
The silence is broken and is filled with lots of buzzes and fork or spoons clacking sounds. Our table also had a buzz with Eve talking with Jude and me with Austin.
“So Jercey with a ‘c’ where are u from?”
I chuckle and answered, “From here, Trygwell.” His lips formed an ‘o’ shape. He was about to say something when three shoes came into view and interrupted him. The first is the same blue Jordan I saw earlier. I raise my head in suspicion.
Oh my God! Why are they so handsome?!
I think I said that out loud. Holy crap.
“And this one too,” whispered Eve in my ear. I slap my forehead.
The three of them sat, and I gave a ‘what’s happening’ look to Austin, who shrugged. Me and the gray-eyed guy were having a staring contest until I saw his legs moving sideways, so the girl coming trips with a squeal and not to mention her food, which got splattered all over me.
I stayed shocked and silent for about three minutes with the whole cafeteria before I abruptly stood up, and me being me, I bought my plate up and smashed it on the beast in front of me.
“Who do you think you are?” I snapped.
After seconds of silence
“Let’s figure that out,” he said in a deep voice before standing up. “Shall we?!”
I just glared at him with crossed arms as he too returns the gesture. First thing I saw, his lips tinting upward, and the next thing I know I’m facing a fine rounded ass and students are upside down. What the hell, did he just swing me on his shoulders? I started to squeal, beating his back as hard as I could. I shifted my eyes to Eve, giving her a ‘please help me’ look, but instead of helping, she gave me an apologetic smile before she started going too far.
Holy mamoos, God have mercy on me. Someone please help…
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