a/n well to be frank, this day sucks ass. my crush no longer likes me and I know this because he said he 'kinda' still likes me and in his bullshit boy code that means, 'nope sorry not anymore, sucks to suck.' I hate everything so this chapter might be a little angry at points...we'll see. hateful glares and stares. Mars.
I cant even do a face for that. or the other ones. ugh!
As I parked the car in the student parking lot and turned the engine off, I was beyond belief irritated by Alicia, at least that's what she thought...
"well get out," I dead-panned as I step about a good 20 yards away from the car and there she was just sitting there.
"I'm coming, God," she muttered under her breath. once she exited the car I locked it and with my backpack swung over my shoulder waltzed away from her looking all angry and what not, just for effect of course. she did semi-irritate me still but her just being near me for longer than like 45 minutes in class made me actually want to know her and that is why everything is changing. I hopped up the steps of the school hearing her close behind, trying to keep up. we had to go to the office and switch her address to mine, so that's where I headed before class.
I cleared my throat before I spoke to the lady behind the desk, trying to get her attention. once she finally looked up I said, "she needs to switch her address on file."
the receptionist threw me a confused look, looked at Alicia and said, "oh! Alicia! of course, I'll get that right away. what's the address?"
Alicia gave me a sideways glance so I answered for her, "1616 West Oaks, Doncaster. you don't need the country do you?" I asked sarcastically, smirking in the process. I heard Alicia scoff as the receptionist just flitted her hand in the direction of the door mumbling that we could leave. I took that as a blessing and high tailed it out of there and away from Alicia, I didn't think I could keep up the charade of hatred for much longer. my first class was English and thankfully- she wasn't in that class. once I sat down in my seat, the class that usually seems to take 8 hours was over in what felt like 8 minutes. Damnit! she's in my next class, AP History, and she sits right bloody behind me!
I was dreading even entering that god-forsaken room and having to put on my plastic smirk and act as if nothing has changed between us, when it clearing has. the bell sounded and I was just outside the door, waiting to make my usual late appearance. got to keep up the charade Louis, got to keep it up. I siked myself up before entering and giving Mr. Monroe a sheepish smile regarding my lateness.
"sit down Mr. Tomlinson, you're late." he was pointing at my usual seat in the row right before the back, right in front of Alicia.
"hey bro," Alicia taunted me as I walked clumsily to my seat. she had a smirk plastered on her face so I returned it, mocking her.
"hey sis!" I said enthusiastically, making sure everybody heard.
"Mr. Tomlinson! Ms. Bennett! Sit yourselves down and shut your mouths!" Mr. Monroe bellowed towards us, he had this uncanny ability to throw his voice to the point that it sounded as if he was right at your ear even though he was on the other side of the frigging room.
I saluted him and said cockily, "yes sir!" that earned a round of giggles from the class and a pissed off look from Mr. Monroe. the rest of class went by with Alicia kicking the back of my chair and her snickering and whispering indecipherable things to her friend Sophia. all I did was give them dirty looks and shake my head frustratedly while blowing hot air out of my mouth silently, this is one of the hardest things I've ever had to do! As soon as the bell rang I bolted out the door and towards my car, I was skipping 3rd and 4th period and I didn't give a flying shit, I had to get out of there.
I had been drivel around aimlessly for about an hour before I received a text from 'Bitch Face', Alicia.
FROM: BITCH FACE
WHERE ARE YUH BRO? I'M MISSING YOU AT SCHOOL, I WONDER HOW STEP-MUMMY WOULD FEEL ABOUT YOU SKIPPING??? XX- SISTER!:)
god...this is one of those moments where I just want to drive back to the school and slap that dumb ass smirk off her petite little face. but I know I can't and since I have to keep up the charade I respond with:
TO: BITCH FACE
NOT THERE, OBVIOUSLY. WHAT'S IT TO YOU ANYWAY? XX- BROTHER!:)
FROM: BITCH FACE
NO SHIT SHERLOCK. AND JUST WONDERING, DAMN! DON'T GOTTA GET YOUR BOXERS ALL UP IN A BUNCH! XX- SISTER!:)
I didn't even respond, that didn't even deserve a response. it was currently 11:25 and I was already planning on skipping out of school all together, just so I didn't have to see Alicia. Just so I didn't have to worry and walk on eggshells around her all day. I cant give up my feelings for her, she cant know- and that I will see to.
a/n sorry for the length, kinda angry and I still have to blog...I hate life right now- particularly Kip Clardy in my life but! that's besides the point. Blogging time. bye. hateful glares and stares. Mars.
cant do either face. not even gonna try.
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