Arabella David
Jules usually picks me up for school. If not then I take the bus. Claire goes in her own car. I have my car too but I don't use it because if I do, my family think I'll run away with it so they keep blasting my phone with their spam texts and calls asking me where am I. So yeah that's why.
After waking up and getting ready, I am in the garden walking, waiting for Jules to show up. I see the boys next door getting in the car. Do they have school too or what?
Niall looks at me while getting in the car and shouts "hey Bella!"
"Hey!" I shout back.
"Want us to drop you off?" He asks. How sweet of him. But then I hear Harry telling Niall to walk with me if he's dying to be with me.
Rude. Well, it's not like I'm gonna go with them anyway. "No I'm good but thank you for asking" I say and he passes me a smile and leaves.
Shortly after, Jules pulls up in my driveway, I sit in her car and smile at her.
"Hey, babe." she says and starts driving.
"Hey Marshy." I replied still smiling.
"Who made you so smiley today?" she probes.
"Just happy...for no reason." I say while laughing. I just feel happy. I missed her.
We arrive at the school. I take a deep breath and remind myself that it's our last year here since I am a senior along with my girls, one direction and others. I walk in and see Lydia running over to us.
"Hey, girls!" she says almost screaming.
"There's so much to tell you guys." I say excitedly.
"Go on." Lydia says.
I tell them everything that happened. There's nothing but then so much to tell. One direction mostly.
"Oh so one direction happened." Lydia said.
"Speaking of the devils, here they come." Jules says loudly, on purpose.
"What the fuck Jules." I scold her.
Niall looks over at her and smirks. Oh my god. Jules walks over in his direction and everyone separates their ways to their own classes.
I am in my class right now, with Lydia so we're gonna have some duo time together. The lecture started and I'm sitting with Lydia at the end of the class. It's 10 minutes into the lecture that two boys enter the class, late.
Miss Lavera, our English teacher looks at them up and down and rolls her eyes. "Last warning Zayn and Niall. Be punctual" she warns them.
The only empty seats are one at the front of the class and one at the back. Guess they both have to sit separately, I think.
I see them both argue, whispering and telling each other to sit at the front. But Niall ends up sitting at the front row and Zayn behind us.
I feel Lydia holding my hand under the table. I look at her and give her a questioning look.
"Does my hair smell bad?" she whispers.
I sniff her hair and make a disgusted face. "It smells like cat's spit."
"Is the smell strong enough to be smelled by a person behind me?" she asks, anxiously.
"I was kidding Lydia. It smells good enough to make the person behind you sniff it like a dog" I tease.
"Shut up I haven't taken a shower since a week." she retorts.
"Same." We look at each other and burst into laughter. The teacher give us a look.
We stay quiet for a bit before I say "Jules would despise us."
"I didn't take a shower because I am on a break from my social meds for a week. Which means I don't have no shit to post. Which also means I don't have shower everyday and style my hair. What's your reason?" Lydia replies
"I am just lazy. If that's a reason"
If I haven't told by now, Lydia is an influencer. She started making YouTube videos when she was a kid as a joke but now it's her profession. Jules, my other best friend is a model. Her mother also used to model. She's very inspired by her mother.
It's lunch time. I am sitting in the cafeteria with Jules, Lydia, Kiara and Aiden. They both are our close friends. More like cafeteria friends.
Kiara is 5'6, dyed black hair with blue eyes. Aiden is 5'11. He's the same height as me. He's got brown hair and brown eyes. Kiara is mixed. Her mom's Asian and her dad is white. She is an ex-writer. Writing isn't her passion anymore. She speaks her opinion out loud. And will defend you no matter what. Aiden is an actor, skater boy with a very good style. He's a total flirt but listens to you when you're at your lowest or if you need help in anything he will be there for you.
We're laughing out loud in the cafeteria when we hear someone shout not so far from us. I turn my head to see some random girl with harry. She's on the verge of crying.
"What is wrong with you?" She shouts. Harry just shrugs.
"Asshole." she pushes him and runs out of the cafeteria.
"Watch your mouth, darling." he says in an accent. He looks around in the cafeteria and suddenly our eyes meet. Shit. He's making his way towards me. Shit shit shit. Should I run too?
I am holding my breath. How to breath? He is standing and towering me. I am sitting down so, I'm at his waist length.
"Pass me the number." My number?
"No. Your sister's." I didn't say that out loud. Did I? Can he read minds?
"Why?" I ask slightly frowning.
"Shut up and just pass me the number will you?" He says in an annoyed tone.
"No, go ask her yourself if you have the balls." I retort.
He's about to say something when Claire comes and interrupts. "What's happening?" She asks acting all confused.
"I needed your number but your sister won't give it to me."
"You should have directly asked me about it. She's just so jealous of me, you know?"
Bitch who the fuck. I stand up and storm out of the cafeteria in anger. I'm walking so fast and blinded with rage that I don't notice the person in front of me and bump into them.
"Oh fuck are you okay?" I look up and it was Louis.
"I am sorry" I apologize.
We just keep looking at eachother other in an awkward silence. After a few seconds he finally speaks.
"Actually, we have a party at the house in a week and since you're our neighbour, I would like to get to know you. So do come to the party if you can." he said.
"Of course! I'll come for sure." I reply, smiling. Soon the bell rang and we all went to our classes.
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these first few chaps gon be short but they will be longer later.
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