Opposites Attract

Why me?

"WAKING UP BESIDE YOU I'M A LOADED GUN, I CAN'T CONTAIN THIS ANYMORE, I'M ALL YOURS I'VE GOT NO CONTROL, NO CONTRO-O-O-OOOLLLL!" my alarm sings.

I move my arm around to find the off button and get up. Ah, another year of school. Great. More time for people to not know of my existence. Well, at least I have one friend. Her names Anna and she is the most hilarious person I know. She has a group of friends but she always insists on hanging out with me instead. I really don't get it, all she's doing is lowering her popularity status when she hangs out with me.

"ELLIE, GET YOUR LAZY BUTT UP AND EAT BREAKFAST!" my dad screamed.

I changed out of my pajamas and into a comfy band t shirt and yoga pants with converse. I pulled my hair up into a low messy bun and ran downstairs.

"Sup dad." I said causally as I sat down.

"Sup pal." he giggled. We have a special bond that is very different from what you average dad and daughter do, "Are you seriously going to the first day of school like that? I love you and everything El, but no." he shook his head and crossed his arms.

I shrugged and just kept eating. He had to go to work so he said bye and kissed the top of my head and left. I finished my breakfast and looked at the time. 6:45. Still got 15 minutes until I have to walk to school. Ew exercise. I scrolled through Twitter and decided to stalk One Direction. I started to stalk Louis' account, and damn that British hunk of man is hot. I scrolled through his tweets and realized it was 7:12.

"Oh shit!" I screamed while grabbing my phone and backpack. I sprinted out the door and down the street. Halfway through running to school, I pretty much pooped myself out and took a break to breath. I have Gym today too, and on the first day they like to play 'a friendly game of soccer'. With the boys at my school, there is no such thing as friendly game of soccer.

I continued to walk for five more minutes and I finally got to hell. Oh did I say hell? I meant school.

Anna was with her group of friends when she spotted me. She sprinted towards me and tackled me.

"I know you were on vacation and everything Anna, but you're crushing me and people are starting to look." I said as she sat on top of me.

"You act like I care." she laughed. She stood up and offered me a hand. I took it and stood up to see the most beautiful person ever. No it was not Louis Tomlinson, I wish.

It was Ashton Irwin, only the most popular guy in school. Him and his friends came to America from Australia to follow their dreams to become professional soccer players, which I doubt will happen. Everyone was staring at him as he got out of his Mustang. He smirked at Anna's group of friends and they all squealed and one almost fainted. Okay I know he's beautiful and everything, and I've had a crush on him since the 4th grade, but if he even acknowledged my existence I would play it cool.

Or at least I'd try to. I'd probably fall on my face and embarrass myself. I don't have to worry about it though, he doesn't go for people like me. Oh look here comes Camilla, the girl every guy wants to fuck. She tossed her brown hair over her shoulder and walked over to Ashton's side and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

She whispered something in Ashton's ears, making Ashton's eyes widening guiding her into the janitor's closet. Probably to have sex. That's Ashton for you. He's never had a girlfriend. He's probably never been in love either. He hooks up with girls then ditches them the next day. Unless you're Camilla. They have sex all the time and yet, they've never even been on one date.

The bell rings, indicating it's time for first period. I look at my schedule and groan.

"Science with Mrs. Henderson." I sigh.