only you //. reece bibby (stereo kicks)

Chapter Two ~ I actually hate her.

I stare down at my phone as the car starts to move then plug my white earphones in. As usual, I hand Charlie one of the two buds so we sit in the car singing along to One Direction at the top of our voices.

"Have you thought of your audition song then??" I whisper nervously.

For as long as I can remember, Charlie has loved singing and he actually has plucked up the courage to go audition for the biggest singing show in the country in a few weeks.

"Erm..." He looks down at his hands and begins to fiddle with them.
"...you know I think we had some homework in for Science and I haven't done it can I-"

I look at him, my face filled with worry.

"-Charlie you need to choose a song! The auditions in a few weeks and I know that you go to Italia Conti every weekend but you need to start practicing and-"

"-Ella, I was joking...I've chosen Little Things" he smiles sweetly at me as I hug him.

"Good!! I can't wait to hear it, I'm so proud of you, you know that right?"
Charlie chuckles to himself hugging me back.

"Mmmhmm...but you know I wasn't joking, we actually do have science homework that I haven't done. So can you be a dear and let me copy?"

I glare at him sarcastically then give in, handing him my workbook as we get out of the car.

"I'll give you in back at lunchtime!!" He says as he runs towards to maths corridor, his voice gets fainter and fainter the further away he goes, until I can't see him anymore.

I quickly make my way to the art room and sling my backpack onto the desk.

My art teacher Mrs Shepherd glares at me coldly as I get my sketchbook out of my bag. She's old, annoying and really doesn't like me.

Personally I don't see why.

Well...I may have told her that she has bad breath but in my defence she was breathing all over my work and it was disgusting.

"I see you have decided to grace us with the gift you being her, Miss Smith." She grumbles with a tone that can only be identified as sarcastic. What a bitch!

I turn to face her giving her a fake smile as I sit down.

She then waltzes over to my desk and hands me a detention slip whilst smiling smugly. "I believe this has your name on it!"

I exhale loudly enough for her to hear me, whilst picking up the slip to shove it into my pocket.

I actually hate her...

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