My superstar (a one direction fanfiction) (boyxboy)

Hello, hmmmmmmmmm I'm not sure what to say i am a male directioner dont like it don't read this :3 ok enjoy

I was dreaming and I knew I was. I know because the people at my school we're never this nice to me. I recieved high fives and hellos. Even a few winks from the girls. I grinned like a fool, loving it. It's the exact opposite of how i was usually treated by them. Usually I'm being beaten by now. Not sure why.

I usually get beaten up for no reason. Instead of high fives i get middle fingers. Instead of hellos I get glares. It doesn't bother me though.

In the dream I was talking to a hot girl in my year (which was the twelth grade). When a sudden beeping broke threw my subcontious mind.

I sat up with a start. Looking at the alarm clock, I saw it was 6:00 in the morning. I growned and flopped back onto the bed. A few moments later I heard my mom's voice call "Alex! Sweety it's time to get up".

At that I got up out of bed and walked to my closet. I started to rummage threw it for something good to wear. I couldn't find anything appealing so i setteled for a plain white long sleved t-shirt, a simple pair of jeans and a pair of sneackers.

I skurried down the stairs and was instantly envolped in a sweet smell of food. My stomach growled as I into the doorframe of the kitchen. I looked around for it's source, locating it instantly. Walking to the counter I  began to picking threw the bacon that sat on a plate with buiscits. Where's mom, I thought as I noticed a note on the firdge.

Alex,

         Sorry I couldn't be here for you today. I got an emergency call so i had to go to Italy. You know those Italian, can't ever make up there minds. I'll be back in a week to three.

                                                                                                                                           Love,

                                                                                                                                             Mom

P.S Happy Birthday

I sighed as i read the notes P.S. I hated my birthday. I have never had a good one. Expecially when I had school. I could skip ya, but I would fall behind then. So out the door I went, getting to the bus stop with seconds to spare. Yes, i a senior in high school that rides the bus. Plus i was the only one that got on at this stop so I always had a few minutes of peace and quiet.

The bus pulled up and stopped and the busdriver pointed me across the street. I sat behinde her and croaked "Good morning Mrs. Towllet". She replied with a smile as I sat my bag in my seat.

Mrs. Towllet's first name was Margarett. She has light brown hair with a few silver strands. She's about sixty or so, maybe in her fiftys, I'm not entirly sure. She's real cool and nice too, she understands that people are mean to me.

We picked up a  handful of other students before heading to school. Mrs. Towllet pulled up and opened the doors, allowing the other students toexit the bus. I always waited for everyone to get off before I did, so I would have a chance to get away before they could get me. As I was about to step off of the bus I hear miss towllet call to me. "Oh happy birthday Alex" She said. I stiffened before giving her a sweet smile saying "Thank you", then stepping from the bus.