This Is Really Happenin' - One Direction FanFic (HIATUS)

Chapter 28 - Change

Jazz POV

I lazily reached out and slapped off my alarm clock, which had started blasting 'Somebody That I Used To Know' by Gotye.

I had met him before. Nice guy.

Groaning, I roll over on my back and rub my eyes. I SO don't wanna go to school today. But even though I don't want to, I get up, put on my glasses, and walk over to my closet. (Link in comments!)

I grab my clothes and drag my feet to the bathroom. Throwing my glasses right back off onto the sink. I rub my face roughly and strip down. I turn on the shower and get in. After washing up and cleaning my hair, I get out and rap a towel around myself. I walk over to the sink and begin to do my daily routine. I brush my teeth, dry my hair, and dry myself off. Then I change into my clothes and walk over to my dresser in my room. I put on some lipstick, mascara, and eyeliner before I slip on my glasses. I stare at myself in the mirror.

I realize that with my glasses, you can barely see my eye make-up. I take off my glasses. Everything goes blurry for a second, before my eyes adjust. I can't see perfectly, but its okay. I decide not to wear the glasses to school. I'll just sit in the front of class today.

Throwing on my shoes, I head over to Alex's room. My mom's god knows where, so I have to take Alex to school today.

I open the door to Alex's messy room. In the middle of what i'm supposed to call a bed, I see Alex sleeping. Making my way through his room, I go to Alex's bed and flick his nose. He jumps up.

"AHHHHH!" Alex screams in my face.

"AHHHHH!" I scream back. "What the heck?" I ask him.

"I dunno." Alex shrugs. I shook my head. "Get up. I gotta take you school since mom is where ever." I walk out his room. "Hurry up if you want breakfast!"

A few minutes later, me and Alex are in my car, on our way to McDonalds. We eat inside quickly. It takes 30 minutes to leave because Alex kept stalling, not wanting to go to school. I force him out of the restaurant and into my car.

I drop Alex off at school, then head to my own. Finding a reasonable parking space, I pull into it.

Then I just sit there,

I hadn't really noticed, but alot had been going on in my mind about the last few days. I sigh and try to clear my head for school.

I open my car door and step out of my car. People passing by my car stare at me and whisper to their friends. I roll my eyes. I don't care what they think.

I ignore all the stares i'm getting and walk up the steps to my school. I wonder if the boys are still planning on going to school...

As I near my locker, I don't see Amber, Thanh or Emily. Must have skipped.

Figures.

As i'm trying to open my locker, I see some of the jocks walking towards me.

Normally, I would have run away.

But today, I ain't got the fucking time for this.

"Well hello, slut. Seen you on the news. Looks like someones dating a superstar." Jackson, one of the jocks, said.

"I'm not dating any superstar, so you can shut the hell up." I gave him a sarcastic smile, before turning around and getting my things out my locker. I gather my things quickly and slam my locker shut.

I turn back to Jackson. "Have a wonderful day." And with that, I walked away to class.

I walked into my first class. When I walked in, everyone gaped at me. Probably because this is the first time they've seen me without my glasses.

Or because i'm all over those gossip TV shows. Oh well.

I took a seat in the front row, ignoring the whispers around me. My mind began to wonder.

When am I going on tour? Why am I going on tour? That reminds me, i'm SO gonna kill Emily and Amber today. I can't believe they did that! I mean, c'mon, I know they have their little crushes, but seriously? It was my decision, not theirs. Yet, they just go and make the decision fo me. Ugh... I wonder what managments going to make me do to gain publicity... IF I was going on tour. Model? Do some stupid stunt?

Or...

Date one of the boys?

I shudder. EW.

I must have zoned out for awhile because i'm snapped out of thoughts by a yard stick slamming dow on my desk. My head snapped up to meet the eyes of my teacher, Mr.Welch.

He gave me a cold stare as he backed away from my desk. "Ms.Jazmine, please answer my question."

I had no clue. "Uh, 72?" Snickers and gasps came from everyone. I had never gotten a question wrong.

Mr.Welch kept his cold glare on me. "Jazmine, I would like to inform you that this isn't math class. Its reading."

Then it hit me. "Oh. Oops." I give a shrug. Whispers arise. Mr.Welch just gives me an "Hmmmm..."

He continues with the lesson, but i'm barely listening. He passes out some worksheet and I mindlessly write down some kind of answers. Eventually, I just quit my paper all together. I rest my head on my desk. When Mr.Welch came around to pick up papers, he raised his eyebrows at my unfinished paper.

"Jazmine," He said quietly, "What is this?''

With my head still on the desk, I told him "What does it look like? Its my paper."

Mr.Welch walked to this desk. He began writing something and ripped it of the notepad. The bell rang and everyone got up and walked out.

Before I walked out, Mr.Welch, who was standing by the door, handed me a pink slip. As walked to next class, I examined the slip.

It was a detention slip. My mouth fell open.

I had never gotten detention before. EVER. I sighed as people stared at me and the slip as I went to class.

It was funny, because as I made my way to the next class, people actually said 'Hi' to me.

And it wasn't the nerds or uncool people, either.

It was the popular kids and the trouble makers.

People say change can somtimes be bad.

But right now, this change seems good.

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Late update. Sorry.

MY SCHEDULE IS GETTING THROWN OFF!

ARGH!

Deuces my peoples! :)