This is my new story ppl since i bored all of you with my last one so i started this one! WHEE!!!!


“New school New Life New Me…” I thought. Vienna was driving to school in her new Porsche, since she came from a rich home in Beverly Hills, forced to move to small and quiet Fresno, California. Vienna was a shy rich girl but in her old school she used to be the most talkative. But now that everything changed she went back to shy girl mode. “Welcome to Sea Side High School!” said a cheerful voice. “Is it you first day here?” asked the voice. I was confused. “Yes it is my first day, but what’s your name?” I asked the stranger. “My name is Monique and this is Nikki and Rose.” said Monique with a smile. “I’m Nikki! And I love Pirates of the Caribbean! OMG!!! You look like a model on like Seventeen Magazines!!” Nikki said well yelled. “I’m Rose, nice to meet you.” said Rose, which was the tallest girl of the group. “So what’s your name?” asked Nikki. “My name is Vienna. I come from Beverley Hills.” I said shyly. “SO YOU ARE ONE OF THOSE MODELS?!?!” yelled Nikki. “Nikki, don’t hurt yourself.” said Rose cautiously. “Who’s he?” I asked and pointed to a guy with blue eyes who was looking at us. “That’s” Monique started with a laugh. “Roxas.”

i like the story so far (:

Chapter 1: Fashionista Diaries
“Roxas?” I asked. “Yeah, he is like the most popular guy in school almost every girl loves him!” said Nikki. “Yea thanks for telling the whole world’s secret.” said Monique. But before Vienna could respond Roxas had walked over to them. “Hey. My name is Roxas. What’s yours?” he asked me. I was in panic mode. “I don’t even know him and I feel like I’m going to faint!” I thought. “My name is Vienna.” I said as calmly as possible. “Well that’s cool. Well see you around.” Roxas said as he went back with his other friends. “So who’s the rest of the people over there?” I asked Monique. “Ok left to right, Sora on the left, Roxas in the middle and Vincent on the right.” Monique said, but when she said ‘Sora’ there was the feel of a girl who likes a guy. “Hey Vienna, are you interested in writing for the newspaper. Since you know a lot about fashion you can write in our fashion column.” suggested Rose. “That would be awesome.” I said. So Rose led me to the Journalism Team Room and told the teacher who’s name was Mrs. Campbell, who was also the music teacher, “I found our new writer for the Fashionista Diaries!” Rose squealed. The reason for the celebration was that they have been waiting for a writer for that column. “Well Vienna, come at seven fifteen tomorrow for your first job!” said Mrs. Campbell happily. “Vienna? That’s your name right?” said a voice.

Hey! You're totally copying my story the hours of change! Please change the story plot Vienna, I do not appreciate how you took my story idea without permission.

People this story will now be called "The Fashionista Diaries: The Life Of Vienna at Sea Side High School" and is like a article on a newspaper. This story i narrated by Vienna, and i am sorry for the whole plot Mr.Ivanbyte9. Now this is the next chapter of the story.

Chapter 2: Trouble in Room 212 Part One
“Yes it’s my name… and who are you” I asked the person who called my name. “Vincent. Ya know one of the guys Monique was introducing you to.” he said with a smile. But he had something about him. “Well I’m Vienna, nice too meet you.” I said with a smile. “Well want to hang out sometime?” he asked. “Well I really don’t know. Because I want to get used to the school and stuff.” I said as nicely as possible. So Vince left to catch up with his friends and I ran to Monique. “Hola Monique. What’s our next class?” I asked her. “Huh? What, oh its math.” she said without looking at me. I looked over her shoulder and saw the distraction. Sora was talking with his group of friends about football. “Ok Monique see you there.” I told her and ran off to Room 212, which math was taking place. I sat down on my seat and started to think about what I was going to write on the new column. A slam of books startled me and I shot up looking at the person who made the noise. “Hey Vienna. I told you I’d see you around!” he said. “Oh no Roxas,” I thought. “I think I’m going to faint, one hour next to the cutest guy ever…” I added to my trail of thoughts.

Chapter 3: Trouble in Room 212 Part 2
“So Vienna, how do you like Sea Side High?” asked Roxas in a dreamy tone, well I thought it was dreamy… “I really like it a lot the teachers are really nice and I have my own column on the school newspaper.” I stammered, well I thought I stammered. “That’s cool! Can’t wait. Hey it’s the teacher!” he said and then his beautiful voice was replaced by the rasping voice of the Math Teacher, Mrs. Anders. “Class, take out your Calculus books and turn to page twenty-five, oh!” she said with a gasp and turned to me. Her green eyes x rayed me like a test. “What is our name?” Mrs. Anders asked in her rasping voice. “M m my name is Vienna, Vienna Amaryllis.” I stammered as politely as possible. “Do you have a book?” she asked flatly. “Um no I don’t.” I said. “Well for now share with Roxas, until I get you a book.” she said half heartedly, and walked back up to the board to continue the lesson. “Oh my gosh, I’m like a inch away from his hand… maybe… No Vienna what are you thinking! he wont hold your hand!” I thought and snatched my hand away from his and turned to the lesson. “Wow, Calculus is hard…” I thought. The hour to me was like an eternity, with the temptation of holding Roxas hand and such. My first day at Sea Side High was going to be a long one, with Lunch just around the corner… The dreaded moment came, the bell rang and I ran to the lockers only to find…

Chapter 4: Yours to Hold
~ Even though I begged for attention, you don’t even know my name. ~
“Hello Vincent.” I said as brightly as possible. “Hey Vienna! Want to have some lunch with me?” Vincent asked. “Um I’m sorry Vince; I already said that I’ll go with Monique and the rest. How about tomorrow?” I said as nicely as possible. “Well ok see you around Vienna.” he said crestfallen; I knew I had broken his heart. So I ran to the lunch room and saw the food. “Wow! This food looks better than Beverly Hills!” I said and ran to the Chinese Food bar and got some Chow Main and saw Monique’s table. “Vienna! Over here!” she yelled. So I ran up to her table and sat down. “So how’s your first day?” she asked. “Quite interesting, I have two guys that like me, the math teacher totally hates me, and I’m still alive. So how’s your day?!” I said sarcastically. “Ok I see you aren’t having a good day. Well my day has been normal, since Sea Side High is a crazy school. How about yours Rose?” said Monique. Rose who was busy writing something down said something like this, “Lilies, or roses, um hmm or the tree… huh?” So yea Rose was in story mode trying to find a very dramatic way to end the life of one of her story characters… When I finished lunch I ran to the Library and started to write in my column, “Fashionista Diaries, the road to Stardom...” I thought.

I finally UPDATED YAY ME!!! Here you go a new chapter!

Chapter 5: Crash and Burn
After I had written a paragraph of what NOT to wear in my column I decided to head on to class since Lunch was over, and after some intense three minutes of running, I didn’t see a tree in front of my and CRASH!!!! I landed in the mud in my brand new Vans Sneakers and my new Skinny Jeans. “Well how humiliating,” I thought. “Vienna, you ok?” asked the dreamy voice of Roxas. “Umm yea I’m ok can you help me up?” I said, turning red in humiliation. “Ok here,” he said while extending his hand, I took it. “Five seconds in Heaven,” I thought as I got myself up. I ran after saying thanks to Roxas to the girl’s bathroom. After I fixed myself up I went outside and ran to Science, in which to my unfortunate life, May was there. May was one of the mean girls who I didn’t tell you about; well I got a ketchup stain on my new jacket because of her. “Class! Time for Science!” said a young voice, the twenty-one year old science teacher, Mr. Crawford, had arrived.

Chapter 6: SAY WHAT?!
Science was a normal subject to me, I never failed but I never did like Science. But today’s class was well fun not like text books but actually experimenting! During this class I sat next to Rose, since she had come late to class and didn’t have anyone to sit next to. But as a Fashionista girl, my duty is to hate Science with all my heart. But with the teacher we had it was IMPOSSIBLE. Mr. Crawford put us into groups like this:
Reyna and Roxas (Reyna likes him too…)
Vincent and Rose
Sora and Nikki
Orlando and Monique (Nikki’s and Monique’s groups switched = love well they thought…)
And that left moi With MAY (Grrrr)
“SAY WHAT?!!?!” I yelled. Well there goes liking Science. “Hello Vienna,” said May in her slyest smile ever. I was scared, not of her, but of the different chemicals we were to use. “Note to self, memorize the effects of Chemistry chemicals.” I thought.

Chapter 7: Avoiding Chaos
“Ok, I’m officially doomed. If I’m correct, that greenish thing burns your sweater, and the blue one burns your hair.” I thought while avoiding May’s ‘mistakes’ which consisted in ‘accidentally’ missing the cup and landing on my sweater from Gucci. “Oh I’m so sorry! Didn’t mean to!” said May innocently, or sarcastic, I couldn’t tell. When the bell rang, I ran out to the lockers and saw a note on my locker, which read,
~ Vienna, a name so dear
What wonders it does at hear,
For everything you’ve done makes
my head clear, for when you are near,
All I want to hear is your voice
Avoiding Chaos is your game, and
I would like to say, have a beautiful, day ~
Your Secret Admirer

“Oh my gosh…” I thought…

~ BUT WHO SENT IT?!!?!?! ~ That is the question MUAHAHA!!

Chapter 8: Star Strucked
As I walked back to the parking lot, where my Porsche was, I saw that Monique was waiting for me. “Hey Vienna, how was your first day here?”
“Long and painful!”
“Ouch, May?”
“Yup.”
“Well, see you later.”
“Adios Monique.”

After our conversation, I walked to my Porsche and saw Roxas, he looked even dreamier. As I walked over to him to say good bye, I fell down on my face. “Hello, Vienna? What happened?” he asked as he got me up. “Nothing, I’m fine really, um see ya tomorrow!” I stammered and ran off to my car. When I got in I said to myself “I’m not Star Strucked, I just fell head over heels…”

Chapter 9: Wishes
~ I wish I could stop this wishing and just say my last goodbye~

“Hello dear! How was your first day?” asked my mother as she was polishing her trophies. Long story short, my mom was an award winning fashion designer. “Wonderful,” I said sarcastically. Then I took the flight of stairs that led to my room and saw that my sister, Marina Pal Amaryllis, had left her art canvas in my room… again. “MARINA!!!!” I yelled. “Yeah?” said the figure of my sister who was covered in paint wearing a smock. “GET YOUR CANVAS OUT?!” I yelled. “OK” she replied getting her canvas and started running downstairs to her Art Room. “Vienna Roxanne Amaryllis!” yelled my father from downstairs. “Yes?” I hollered back. “Can you please come down, This INSTANCE!” he said. My father was clearly mad, and I ran downstairs. “Yes father?” I said as I arrived to the scene, which wasn’t a good one. “How do you explain this!?” he yelled pointing to the bouquet of roses on the table. “Blue roses, lilies and Amaryllis my favorite flowers!” I said taking them. “One moment young lady, I came to ask you who gave them to you, not for you to take them!” “Oh.” First of all I didn’t know who gave them to me. “Um, it’s a welcome gift from um… the school!!” I said and ran up the stairs. “Oh Lola, what are we going to do with her?” asked my dad to my mom. “She reminds me of you James, like always.” she replied.
“So, who really sent me those flowers…” I said examining the tag, which read, ‘These are for my dreamer, Love Your Secret Admirer’ Ok, this was getting totally out of hand, I had to find out who this secret admirer was!

Hey! You're totally copying my story the hours of change! Please change the story plot Vienna, I do not appreciate how you took my story idea without permission.

How do you know she took your plot? Maybe she didn't even read your story. Don't accuse unless you know the truth.

How do you know she took your plot? Maybe she didn't even read your story. Don't accuse unless you know the truth.

xoop, that was months ago. we already talked it out, and i read his story, and it DID seem i was copying it. But dont take this as a bad thing, i appreciate that you stood up for me, even though the case is closed :)
~ Vienna

Hehe, np :P