COORDINATES: Ch.2 Volume 1: A story in different point of views ~ VALENTINE

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"OK, well, should we get settled?" Brooklynn asked, lifting up her suitcase. I nodded. A few hours later we were all unpacked. "I like your guitar," Brooklynn complimented. "Thank you" I replied. "Ugh, this is so embarrassing. Why am I so quiet? I'm barely saying a word!" I thought to myself. I cleared my throat. "Maybe we could go over schedules together?" I asked, pulling out my schedule. "Mm-hmm" Brooklynn nodded. She was looking at her phone a lot, looking very... What do you call it? Into it. Like she was waiting for a very important message. "If you don't wanna..." I said reluctantly. "What? No, I do, I'm just waiting for something..." Brooklynn didn't even look up from her phone. Sooooo nice of you! Breaking the embarrassing and annoying silence, A random girl, wearing pink boots, a pink blazer thingy and some GIGANTIC earrings just let herself into MY dorm room. "OK, Names?" she asked. Me and Brookylnn stared at her. Then we burst out laughing. "That - That outfit" I wheezed. "IT IS NOT IT" Brooklynn added, laughing. I fell to the floor, pounding my fist. We were laughing like maniacs! "EXCUSE ME?! DO YOU KNOW WHO I AM?!?!?" The girl screamed. "Barbie?" I laughed. Brooklynn started laughing. Hard. "Oh, Oh! I got one, The Mean girls rip-off!" Brooklynn joked. The pink girl pouted her lips. "OK, OK, OK, who are you? Actually" I lowered my voice. "HUMPH!, My name is Doreen Gordimer, I was asked to ask all the dorm students their names, By the principal. A.K.A , My mother (I'm rich), So what are your names?" Doreen Gordimer asked. I rolled my eyes. " Fine, my name is Valentine Veniremen" I told Doreen Gordimer. It's actually really fun to say that. "And my name is Brooklynn Dimming, Now, do you need our date of birth, blood type, and home address?" Brooklynn said sarcastically. "Come on Brook, It's not that big, it's just a name" I told her. Brooklynn crossed her arms. "K, so Valentines day and New York, Great I'll go tell my mom- er the principal, I'm sorry it's just that since my mom is the principal, and so i'm rich, I don't wanna make you feel bad because you guys are so..." Doreen pointed at Brooklynn's clothes, in clear disgust. "Our names are not New York and Valentine's day! And you're calling my clothes ugly? Look who's - " I covered Brooklynn's mouth and laughed. "He, he, Kids am I right?" I chuckled.