I go to my locker to get my science biology things.
"Guess who?" A familiar Irish accent whispers.
"Niall, you're the only one here who's Irish. I know it's you," I giggle.
"Ah, you got me babe," I turn around and peck him on the lips.
In the summer between 8th and 9th grade, I was able to change my hair, my wardrobe, and wear more makeup to change my look, but the only thing I wasn't able to change was my height. I hate how tall I am. I'm 5'7", and Niall's the same. I'm as tall as most of the guys here. I always tell myself to wait for college for them to grow, but why can't they just grow now.
"I gotta go, I'll be late for bio," I tell him and he nods.
"Bye," he walks in the other direction. I open the biology door and sit next to Charlotte.
"Abby, look," Charlotte says and shows me her phone.
Prom? ;) a text says.
"Who's this from?" I ask her.
"Zayn. Zayn Malik," she grins.
"Woah, what?" I squeal. I'm so happy for her. She's had a crush on him ever since freshman year.
"Say yes! Say yes!" I clap my hands.
She hesitates.
"But I'm supposed to go with you and Niall, remember?"
"Oh, right. Well, I'm sure Zayn can come with all of us," I say.
She nods and texts him back.
I manage to survive yet another one of Mr. Garrisons lectures on saving the planet. Charlotte and I walk together towards the cafeteria, when I remember that I have to meet Harry.
"Hey, I gotta meet someone, I'll see you later, 'kay?" Charlotte looks at me and nods slowly.
"Okayy..."
I head off to find Harry who standing by the vending machines. He sees me and grins. He looks like a puppy, it's really adorable. Ugh, Abby. Shut up you have a boyfriend.
"So, uh, what did you need?" I ask him.
"Oh, um well I was wondering..." He looks around and so do I. A group has started gathering around us.
"Doyouwanttogotopromwithme?" He asks and shoves a bouquet of red roses in my hands.
"What?" I'm not sure if I heard him correctly.
"Uh, do you-"
"No I heard you. Listen Harry..." I study the crowd and I see Charlotte standing in front.
"Bitch mode" she mouths and I turn back to Harry. How am I supposed to do this? I'm already going with Niall. But these roses are super sweet. Niall never did anything like this for me. All he did was get me a box of chocolates of Valentine's Day. And Harry is like a little puppy dog, how do I say no?
I shake those thoughts out of my head. I worked hard to get to the top of the social pyramid, and I'm not gonna let a loser like Harry get in the way of it.
"Harry, I have a boyfriend. I don't know if you know him, but his name is Niall," I begin.
"Yeah, I've heard of him. He's a jerk," Harry mutters.
"Excuse me? I heard that," I meet Harry's eyes and out on the meanest face I can muster.
"What did you think you were doing, asking me to prom? It's the night of. Of course I already had a date, I mean look at me," I gesture to my body and continue. " And, why would I go with you? No offence Harry, you're kind of a loser," Harry looks like he got slapped in the face. I take a deep breath and lean forward.
"I'm not gonna let someone like you ruin my reputation," I whisper. He looks confused.
"So here Harry, take these stupid flowers and give them to someone who's in your league," I smile sweetly and hand them back. I think about ripping them up, but that seems extreme. I spin on my heel and grab Charlotte by the hand.
"That was hilarious! Did you see the look on his face?" She laughs and I sigh.
"Yeah, I know right," I try to laugh with her, but it sounds like a robot.
"Let's go eat," I follow her over to the cafeteria and look at all the food.
"What would you like?" The lady says. She's really short and needs major lip waxing. Her eyebrows could use some treatment too.
"Um... Pizza, please. And carrot sticks," I tell her. She grabs a slice of pizza and a pack of carrots. I pay for my food and head over to where Charlotte is sitting.
