Oh my god. Edwin. Not only was this name ridiculous and made him sound like a super nerdy loser, which already was apparent in the fact that he was gay, which, in Vanessa's opinion, was only a matter of being not able to impress any girl, this also was the idiot who had suggested her the fucking winter clothes those idiots stored in the toilet. It was basically his fault she had to go out of her way to fake an accident and injure herself in the town because only because of him, she didn't had an apology not to dress in winter clothes and send Lucy alone intead to get her some clothes. And she still didn't hadn't many clothes, because at the day of the quiz, she was half-naked and needed this opportunity to play with her fake rape trauma, thus not really having time to gather as many clothes as she would have liked to.
All of that, on a whim, was Edwin's fault, as she decided again that someone had to be blamed, and it seemed ridiculously plausible to just pin everything on that girly dude, giving her more incentive to internally look down on this guy, making her feel even more superior. Especially since he obviously was dumb enough to fall for her charade. Or he was just the same as Lucy in this goody two shoes regards.
He definitely acted really surprised about her sudden approach, but showed goodwill to actually listen and talk to her, which was a rather good starting point for Vanessa to start making herself more likable around here. He seemed like a softie, the type of gay gay, not the porno gay type like his gross boyfriend, and as he offered a smile of his own, Vanessa's own smile got a bit more confident.
"Oh, I remember you from the network!", she replied with a friendly voice, kneading her hands in fake nervosity and finally releasing a short, nervous laugh. "Oh my god yes this day was so horrible! But like yesterday was horrible, too, and, oh my god, I'm so sorry, I'm so bad at this." She cleared her throat, shifting twice, and finally, taking a deep breath, lifting her gaze again and revealing a face of uncertainty and a little shame.
"I was super mean and want to apolgize. Like, I know all of you don't like me and I super deserved that and I don't have friends and-" She quickly wiped a tear away, sniffing her nose quietly, and not in the dramatic manner she had done so many times before. On the contrary, she tried to make it seem as if she was uncomfortable with tearing up in front of Edwin, and holding further tears back in.
"I, I'm not homophiaobic, I, it was just because, I have problems and I be mean to feel better, but this was not okay. Like, when I scared and unhappy, I be like that, like waking up here was so scary and I was mean to others for feeling better but this was wrong, and now all people hate me. Like, I know I deserved that so much, but I want to... you know, I... I'm not a bitch." Again, Vanessa lowered her gaze, as the last sentence left her mouth rather quietly and sheepishly.