The Singing Project (One Direction)

The Singing Project

New fanfic. woooooooo. So the main character is @kaitlinn_styles

Chapter ONE

Kaitlin's POV

I check the mirror one more time, ruffle my hair and close the locker door. As i turn around i see Theresa wlak through the front doors. She walks up to me and i roll my eyes.  

"You look cute,"  I point out sarcastically. 

"I hate all of these people. They don't deserve to see me try."  

I raise my eyebrows. 

"Okay fine. It's too much effort. Bleh." 

She makes a disgusted face. I laugh and look at her messed up uniform trying to fix it a little. After straightning her shirt and tie I look at her face. 

"Did you even brush your hair?" 

I ask sighing. She stops to think for a moment as i dig through my bag for a brush. 

"Hm. No, I guess not."  

I hit her arm.  

"Theresa! Today is the day we get the results back from the tv show!" 

Her eyes widen.  

"Kaitlin! Make me television presentable!"  

I smirk and grab her hand pulling her to the nearest retroom. Twenty minutes later, Theresa's hair is brushed and down since she has naturally straight hair anyways. Her uniform was striaght and proper besides her little touches of course. Instead of a regular tie, she has on her signature red bowtie that she wears everyday. She was known for it. Today she was wearing the same color knee socks. She had a gray colored cardigan over her shirt that hungloose over her plaid skirt. The warning bell rang and she sighed.  

"School. Ew."  

I shake my head and follow her out of the bathroom.  

"Off to physics!"  She yells and runs down the hallway with her arm out like superman. Everyone steps out of her way.Theresa isn't neccesarily a cool kid but she was popular. Everyone knows who she is and that she always acts like this. I sit down at my desk and pull out my phone. I roll my eyes at yet another stupid one direction post.  

"Kaitlin. Is there something you'd like to share? Or can i teach my class?"  

I look up from my phone and realize class had started.  

"Ms. Kaitlin?"  

I roll my eyes and smile. 

"oh no. PLEASE. do carry on!" I say and go back to instagram.

You see, Mr. Laurence and I have a close relationship. *Note Sarcasm* Every chance one of us gets we paw at eachother and seriously piss the other one off. It's quite entertaining. I win at comebacks everytime.  

"Kaitlin! What did I just say?"  

Something boring and physics related.  

"You said, 'Kaitlin! What did I just say?'" 

I repeat back with a smirk and a really bad fake accent. The bell rings and I stand up.  

"I really hate to leave such an amazing class, however there is an assembly about television. Oh and Mr.Laurence? I suggest you should see a doctor about that short term memory loss. Its not normal if you can't remeber what you just said."  

I wave and skip out of the classroom. One point Kaitlin.