Young Vanessa Hudgens Novels & Stories

ICE COLD FACTS 'BOUT U! Name: Deity Heda Villaser Nickname: Dei, Hed, Address: Automotoville Subdivision Cellphone no: +639596349085 Birthday: November 26, **** School: BCGHS Ambition: to become a fashion designer FAVORITES ....... Hobbies: make-overs, shopping Music: When I Look At You, All of me, etc Singers: Random Book: none Sports: gymnast Bestfriends: Precious, Arriane and Xyna

Camila's P.O.V The view of El Matador State Beach was breathtaking, it was a treat to come here for photoshoots. I enjoyed being a model, modeling for Vogue and Teen Magazine, I loved every part of that career, of course, Quinn models also, she was the first one, but when I reached around ten or eleven, my Mom made me do it. Here I am today, a successful influencer, I've never lied about personality for fame, I was honest and genuine to my fans, I had to be. My grandparents taught me well, while my parents were just overjoyed that I joined the family clique, unwillingly.

“He’s not good with people.” Vanessa waved her hand dismissively. “Oh please, He’s just fine. We all have our pace.” Her smile was bright; it was so easy to see how delighted she was to rub it on Giselle’s face that her daughter was better than hers. Giselle’s shoulders tensed. If they hadn’t been at the public playground and no people were watching, she would have responded negatively to Vanessa’s words. It’s clear what she’s doing here. “Hazel is a talented child,” Vanessa spoke boastfully. “She could play both the piano and the violin, and she also knows a little ballet from her recent ballet lessons.”

TESSA'S P.O.V. Georgina, Diana, and I had a simple plan to remove Vienna's poise. She speaks as if she already has many things to tell. As if she already knew what it feels like to be earning millions. She doesn't know anything! And that Hudson guy even gave her the exposure to speak in front of the crowd as if she's a total personality. She's just starting her career! She's not there yet!

"Look at the target." I lo⁠oked ahead. At the f‍ar end of the⁠ room, on a rais‍ed stage, stood Vanes⁠sa. She was holding a microphone. Sh⁠e was wearing a white dress—pure, a⁠ngeli⁠c‌, inn​ocent​. A s‍tark c‌ontrast to my arm‌o‍r of g⁠old. She had been mid-speech. Her mouth was sli‌ghtly‌ open. Her perf⁠ect, media-t​ra‌in⁠ed sm‍ile f​alt​ere‍d for a fraction of a seco​nd.‌

“Aww, my girl is about to lose her virginity in style. “I am going to die,” Lydia muttered “No, you are not,” Vanessa said cheerfully, standing up. “You are going to moan so loud people are going to think you are getting murdered.” “Get out!” Lydia yelled, laughing even as she tried to hide her burning face Vanessa winked as she grabbed her charger. “Just remember to hydrate. Trust me, you are going to need that.” “Thank you, coach,” Lydia said, shaking her head Vanessa stopped mid-step like a new thought smacked her upside the head. She turned around slowly, eyeing Lydia like she was inspecting a lost puppy

and on cue the music kicked in. Vanessa started strong and sang the first line: * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I don't know why you're hurt inside Or what was said to make you cry * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ryder opened his eyes but it was obvious that the real world was oblivious to him. I had to admit grudgingly that Vanessa’s voice was pretty well trained and euphonic. She continued:

I grabbed my medical bag before heading downstairs, I definitely had all my walls held up high today. Vanessa was sitting at the table with a magazine, her eyes swiftly glanced up at me. "Where's Hudson?" I asked. She stands up dusting off her lap, Vanessa was definitely a beautiful women. She wasn't built like a little boy like me, she had a curvy waist with a nice ass and a huge chest unlike my flat chest. She screamed powerful a woman while I screamed teenage boy. "A birdie told me that my brother and you have been getting very close recently." She walks circles around me, I held my chin high showing no fear whatsoever.

Half sleepy Vanessa then realized that it was her sweet angel mother that was screaming her lungs out. "Who won't wake up from this SWEET SCREAM MOMMM," Vanessa said while sitting up in a lazy way smoothing her fingers in her black hair that was a mess. Well, meet Vanessa Valencia a 17 years old girl with dark black long hair which she got from her mother, chocolate brownish eyes with a thin brown orbit, having a height of an average girl 5 feet 3 with a coffee glow skin. That's Stay in California of the united states far away from the crowded city with her sweet mom Alisa valencia.