The Perks Of Having A Best Guy Friend. #1 Before we start this story, I would like to say this is inspired by my best guy friend. He's still my best friend. (: So enjoy! In this small, but very well known town in Louisiana, lived me, Veronica. You can call me Ron or Ronnie, I don't care. I go to a nice school, with nice people, and nice teachers. Yes there are some mean people, if you were wondering, but I chose to just ignore them. This was my 8th year going to this school. I was in 8th grade, supposedly the hardest grade of school in any humans #life. I didn't that hard of a time, but I guess it was a little challenging at times. I studied, I hung out with friends, I did the whole social network thing. I was practically a normal teenaged girl, and I didn't have a problem with it. I felt comfortable and accepted, and to me, I felt like that was all that mattered. Sometimes when I study, I get on Instagram, but my mom doesn't know. She thinks I'm reading my chemistry textbook, but I'm actually looking at my phone. I had posted a picture of myself that I thought was a pretty nice picture of me, and I guess it was. All my friends said it was pretty, or they were jealous of how beautiful I am, I didn't think of being pretty was a big deal, I didn't care about my looks too much. I asked if anybody wanted to text on the picture. I had a few replies, but I saw that this really cute guy from my school wanted to. He was just a grade above me. And he was new, so I guess I could take a shot on getting to know this guy. I didn't actually think our friendship would go far...but it did. And it was nice. *If this gets good feedback, I'll make a second part. Please tell me if I need to work on anything!*
