The Torturous Life of a High Schooler

Chapter 11

*"I love you Daddy!" I said. "I love you too Princess!" He answered and kissed my forehead.*

Monday (2 days later)

*Riley's/Anthony's POV*

I woke up to my alarm blaring Turn Down for What. I stretched and rubbed my eyes then got up and turned it off. I then went and took a shower. Once I got out I went into my wardrobe and got out a red t-shirt and a pair of black shorts. I brushed and towel dried my messy brown hair and got dressed. I grabbed my phone off the charger and went downstairs to where Nevaeh and Dad were eating at the table.

"Morning Riley!" Dad smiled at me. "Morning." I said back. "Hey Ri." Nevaeh yawned. I got a blueberry muffin that Nevaeh made yesterday and sat down to eat. Percy then came downstairs and did the same. After we finished eating, I put on my black converse and waited for my two siblings to finish getting ready. We started the 5 ish minute walk to school.

When we got there Nevaeh immediately walked away from us and went over to her friends. Percy and I walked over to our friends and just started fooling around and stuff. "OH MY GOD NATHALIE WHAT HAPPENED?!" I heard Liz scream and looked over to where some of the girls and Nevaeh were and saw her crying but trying to hide it. Then her group of friends all gave her hugs. I tapped Percy and pointed to where they were and he gave me a confused look. I shrugged. I wonder what happened. I'll ask her or one of her friends later.

The bell rang and we all flooded in the main building of our school. It's so weird how most of us One Direction kids are in the same homeroom, but knowing our dads they probably paid for that to happen. The teacher was explaining important events that are going on and I looked over to see Lux, Roxy, Raven, Kat, Mona, and Dany all glaring at Ansel as Nev was wiping her eyes. Okay, now I need to know what happened. 

The bell rang signaling we had to pack up for the first 2 classes. After I packed up, I glanced at Ansel and met his gaze and he looked away immediately. What the hell is going on? I walked to the stairwell. When I got to the bottom stair and was about to walk out the door, "BOO!" Someone screamed from under the stairs. I screamed like a little girl. Liz and one of her friends Sienna started laughing at me and I blushed. "Oh my God! Sienna, that was perfect!" Liz said while holding her stomach. I pouted. "Sorry, but you should've seen your face!" She said and grabbed my hand. We walked into the classroom and sat next to each other. "Hey, do you know why Neveah was crying earlier?" I asked. "Shhhh!" She put a finger over her lips like the quiet signal. "Oh I'm sorry!" I said defensively.

Classes went by very slowly and whenever I saw Nevaeh, she and her friends were all glaring at Ansel and one of Nevaeh's oldest friends, Chrissy. Once school was over the three of us, Liz, Trent, and Zek walked home together. Us guys were in front of the girls and were fooling around. Zek tapped my shoulder and I turned around and saw Nevaeh sniffling and Liz had her arm around her shoulders protectively. "Nevaeh." I called. She looked up, her eyes were read and puffy and there were tear stains covering her cheeks. "What's wrong? Why have you been crying?" I asked worriedly. She just shook her head and looked back down at the ground. "Liz what happened?" I asked again. "It's not my place to tell." She answered. I groaned. Whoever did this to her is gonna be f.ucking dead when I'm finished with them. When we got home I went straight upstairs to my room and got my phone. Who will be easiest? Oh! Yes, her!

*Nevaeh/Nathalie's POV*

(Sunday)

I answered my ringing phone. "Hey babe!" I said happily. "Uh, hi Nevaeh." Ansel said quietly. "What's wrong?" I asked concerned. "I don't think this is good." "What are you talking about?" "Well um, idontthinkweareworkingoutimreallysorryandthinkweshouldbreakup." He said really fast. "What? Say that again!" I said my voice rising. I think I know what he said, but I hope not. "Nevaeh, I don't think we are working out. I'm really sorry and I think we should break up." He sighed. "Why?!" I yelled into my phone angrily. "I told you, I don't think we're working out, I'm sorry." He said the last part quietly.