Guys before you carry on, I would like to formally apologise for the writing style, I am simply just stupid as shit and looking for a pass time. Read it for the plot, not the writing.
Smooches xxxxxxx
"Do you have any idea what time means Mr Styles?" I shake my head. "No. Unfortunately I was given my father's brains and I forgot my glasses so I cannot read a single thing."
"You mean the glasses on your head?" Tapping the top of my head, I felt my dignity slip from my body. "That's really embarrassing actually. I'll work extra time."
"No it's okay. I understand the pain. You just take a seat for me kid." I nod with my hands behind my back. Walking awkwardly to my seat, smacking Tyler over the head. "Shut up."
"Okay, so as we were. Throughout this course I hope to teach you how to write, produce and preform your own music. I hope to get you all across that stage with your certificate in hand..."
She said so much in such a short amount of time, my notes were filled and my hand was cramping. She'd let me go on time which was odd. Teachers don't usually listen to me.
But I was always so excited for college, everybody laughed at me and said it was out of character, but I've always wanted to go to college for music. It was basically everything I was. I'd feel a little weird doing something else.
Hero had cornered me and almost tried to force me to be her roommate. Which I'd rather die than ever do. "Fuck you, you smell like oranges and it's weird. I'm leaving."
Walking out, I walked right into Tyler. He stumbled back, laughing like a maniac. "Holy shit I just nearly lost a tooth."
"You're laughing about it you freak." He holds out my skateboard. "You left this under your seat. You are so welcome. Now kiss my cheek and tell me you love me."
"How about you get fucked mate." I got to grab my board, his arm pulling back to stop me. "Say thank you." He said. "Give me my board."
"Say thank you." I stood for a second. Contemplating whether or not it was a good idea.
But my body decided it was so I rolled with it.
I jumped at the chance I guess you can say.
Grabbing his shoulders as he lay on the ground, I shook him about like a fizzy drink. "Give me my board!" I yelled out. "Say please!"
"Give me my board or I am ending the bloodline with you!" Hero smacked me across the head. "Both of you stand the fuck up!"
We practically jumped onto our feet. "Give him his board." She said. "Yeah Tadahashi."
"You, say thank you." He hums at me. "No, fuck you. Dumb little slut." He bites his finger with a smile.
"Ew! Freak!" I point at him. "You kiss boys, I know it." I grit through my teeth. "You're a fucking crack addict. I do not kiss boys."
"That's what a boy kisser would say." I flip him off. "Styles! Idah! What did you do to my office! Tadashi you stop too!" She slowly walked into me, pushing me away. "Go, go quickly."
"What did you do?" Tyler whispered out in fear. "Nothing." She squeaked out.
I dropped my board and disappeared. I was not waiting around for that. Plus I was feeling the urge to buy things and I had money to spend.
So I went right down to the beach and into the stores along there. They were all pretty expensive, which was obvious considering it was San Diego. "Sorry I can't have you in here."
Shocker. "No?" The man shook his head at me. "But my jeans are only slightly baggy and my shirt is plain. I'll be good, what's the issue?"
"The issue is you will cause trouble." I pout. "Is it the piercings? It is isn't it. Look at my ID, would a. Mean person pose like that?" I would, it works every time. "You cause any trouble and I will call your school."
"You do that." My dad was a terrible person so I could really get away with just about anything.
I went through to the book store first. They never bat an eye when I'm in here.
It was the one place I could go where I wouldn't have to worry. I could get as much as I wanted and they wouldn't think I was stealing. "Books a million is right down the street, more your price range no?"
"I get your annual trust fund every fucking week mother fucker. Don't piss me off." He grabs my ID card. Tilting his head and shaking it. "It's fake. You don't smile."
"Your mother was taking the picture," He rolls his eyes. "You know, I'm starting to think you've got a crush on me with the way you're always following me around."
"I understand that this might be super duper hard for you to understand so I'll speak carefully for you okay," I nod. Not listening to a word he was saying and just staring at his lips.
"Got it?" Not a single part. "You're pretty when you shut up," I said. "You're pretty when you talk too. Gosh, you're just so fucking adorable. And stupid. So adorably stupid I could fuck you."
I grab his chin, he smacks my hand away. "Don't do that." He mumbles. "Okay I'll retract my last statement and say this. Leave me alone." He rolls his eyes, taking the book from the shelf and walking away.
Watching him walk away, catching myself smiling, pulling myself out of it before anybody saw. "What the fuck."
I grabbed my books, waiting and dropping the books onto my hand. "Is that everything?"
"Yes." I had about nine books in this pile. Most were manga and the rest were school books. "Let me know if this is good, I want to read it but I don't want to waste my time."
"I'll tell you next time I'm here. Hey- where's the nearest skate park from here?" She points behind her. "Mission beach has a pretty good one. Alright you don't seem like the people type so go at night."
"Cool." Id wasted more time around the mall than I would care to admit. I didn't really buy much after my books. But I did watch some guy yell at Louis.
Which was my job. Only I can do that.
Barging into the guys shoulder, he stumbles backwards. "Hey- oh, sorry Harry."
"Mhm. Move I need to talk to uh- whatever he is- his name is." He walks away and is just stood there. "Ice cream?" He asked.
I fucking hate ice cream.
If I hadn't looked up and seen his face I would've been fine.
"Fine." But now I'm just completely and utterly fucked. "Chocolate- no, I'll get you strawberry." I hate chocolate too. "Whatever."
Shoving the money into his jacket pocket. I move towards the end. Taking the ice cream from the guy. "My name is Louis by the way."
"I knew that." He frowns. "You seemed to have forgotten. Thought I'd remind you." My god this fucking tastes awful. "Cool." I think I'd rather a paddle to the balls. "Okay."
"Why do you let them give you shit? I don't get it." He ignores me. Walking with his ice cream like I wasn't even here. "Do you know if there's anything like staples around here?"
"Don't ignore my question baby. Tell me why and I'll tell you where." I turned to face him. "Cause it's stupid, I don't give a fuck." He was lying. "Clearly you do. I'm not telling you until you tell me."
"Fine I'll just find it myself-" I drag him back. "Tell me. See this right here is the problem, you don't even try. You're not exactly weak are you." I let him go, looking down at him with a smile. "What?"
"Nothing. You need to stop being such a bitch. You don't need to cause a scene just to set boundaries." He groans. "I'm leaving."
The guy was still stood there, I knew if I'd just let myself do what I wanted then I would be the first person they'd call, but it was starting to seem like the better option.
