Vanessa Bulls Today Novels & Stories

Horns blared, lights flashed, and the entire student section went wild. Vanessa Reyes stood among them, heart bursting with pride. At nineteen, she was the envy of every girl in the school. Flowers clutched tightly in her manicured hands — deep red roses she’d spent her last paycheck on — she screamed at the top of her lungs, jumping up and down in her tight school sweater that hugged her full, perky breasts and short pleated skirt that showed off her long, toned legs. “Noah! Noah! That’s my man!” she yelled, voice hoarse but glowing.

"Honestly, I still don’t know which one is which. Isn’t there a chicken?" "That’s Chickaletta. She’s the real MVP. See, you’re halfway there." They both laughed, and for a moment, India felt lighter. Vanessa continued, "But seriously, sometimes I fantasize about being stuck in traffic again. Alone. With a podcast. Or just the sound of the engine. You know what I mean?" “Oh, I do. I had a meeting yesterday and got excited because it meant I could eat lunch while sitting down." Vanessa cackled. "Sitting down? Luxury! Meanwhile, I’m eating a cold chicken nugget over the sink while refereeing a fight over who gets the red cup. There’s always a red cup."

Bella turned quickly, thrilled that she finally had solid proof, something that couldn’t be brushed off as forgery. She broke into a run… only to trip and fall hard to the floor. The sound alerted Vanessa instantly. She spun around in panic, checking to see if anyone had noticed…only to find Bella sprawled face-down, struggling to get up, reaching desperately for her phone. Vanessa rushed over and stepped hard on Bella’s fingers. “Ahhh!” she screamed in pain. “What are you doing out here?” Vanessa snapped, her eyes dropping to Bella’s phone, which was still playing the video from minutes ago.

As if the day couldn’t get worse. Vanessa’s eyes flicked up, a smirk already curling on her face like she knew something I didn’t. “Oh look,” she said loudly, “the pet’s out of her kennel.” Daniel barely looked up from his phone. Typical. I turned to leave—nope, not in the mood—but Vanessa’s voice pulled me back. “You ran into Elena, didn’t you?” she called. I froze. “She’s… how do I put it…” Vanessa’s voice turned sugary sweet, “an absolute crazy bitch. And don’t let the beauty fool you, darling. She bites harder than she smiles.”

Everyone else was greeting each other, but Vanessa’s surroundings felt cold and desolate. "I didn’t expect our company to be so low-profile," Vanessa remarked with some emotion. "It’s not just low-profile; it’s completely unknown, boss. Look at their expressions—thirty percent smile, seventy percent mockery," the assistant grumbled, handing Vanessa a glass of champagne. "They really have no vision." Vanessa chuckled lightly, her gaze falling on a familiar figure not far away. Beatriz Langley, representing Ness Corp to participate. A surge of hatred crossed Vanessa's face as she tightened her grip on the glass in her hand.

I wanted to know what would happen if she continued to bully me. Anastasia struggled a little bit. However, there was not much she could do without causing further harm to herself. Finally, she laid down and yielded. I felt elated. The whole moment seems surreal. I could not believe that I had defeated Anastasia in a fight. Furthermore, I couldn’t believe that everyone around witnessed and was now cheering my name.

𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 VANESSA I stared at my phone and wondered if I should update my status and let the world know I was on my way to Daniel's birthday party at Bolivia nightclub. But that would be stupid. Plus, it would be a recipe for a stampede.

Then we share the mutual feeling I said to myself. "Uh, it is my turn now," Vess said. All the attention was on her. "So, I'm the bubbly girl Vanessa and I like everything." "Everything?" Cole asked with a smirk. "Yeah I do" Vess whispered. "So, do you like condoms also?" He said with a smile. Like seriously with a full-fledged smile he asked this question. Vess's face looks like a tomato in a very deep shade of red. Then she covered it so quickly and narrowed his eyes towards that player and showed him his middle finger. I can proudly say she is my BFF.

“What does that have to do with us being friends? Why do you want me to stay away from you?” “Do you know Vanessa Miguel?” I asked. She seemed to think for a moment. “She’s Lunaris’ beauty queen, and from what I’ve heard, she’s the biggest bully in the entire school. That’s why no one wants to cross her group. They’re afraid of becoming their next victims.”

“You were just the only one I thought I could trust.” That hit. Hard. Another silence. But this one Was different. It wasn’t tense. It wasn’t chaotic. It was breaking. Then Her phone buzzed again. Both of them looked at it. Another post. New. Fresh. Dangerous. Lila’s hands trembled as she opened it. A livestream. Vanessa. Smiling. Standing in front of a crowd. “Since everyone loves drama,” Vanessa said into the camera, “let’s make things a little more interesting.”