Saved By One Direction

Chapter 11

Rose's point of view:

You see, the problem is that my school doesn't know that I'm an orphan. I never told anyone. What? Can you blame me? If I told them I would have been put in an orphanage. No thanks. I would rather live alone than live in an orphanage.

Whenever the school sent home papers or something that needed my parents signature, I just write some random version of my moms signature. They never saw my moms real signature so the one I turn in is what they think is the real signature.

Now back to the current issue. It is now Monday so I already missed Friday and today with no explanation. Wait! I've got it! I will just have the boys drop me off at school since its only noon and then they can go to my house and I will take the bus home.

"Rosie? What in the world are you doing?" Zayn asked me. I guess he was referring to my thinking face. I make the most horrid face when I'm thinking to hard about something.

I made a normal expressionless face then said, "you Zayn Malik, just experienced my thinking face. I will explain it later. But I need you guys to drop me off at school. You can go back to my house and I will take the bus when school is over. I will just tell them I got a really bad stomach bug and I started feeling better today. I can make a note and sign my moms name. It will work out fine." I directed the end towards all of them. They all said "ok" or nodded their heads.

It took forever to get to school because Louis had no idea where he was going, plus the fact that he drives like a grandma, plus the other fact that he almost ran into a lamp post three times. And it wasnt even three different lamp posts! It was the exact same one every time!

When Louis finally pulled into the parking lot I thanked The Lord I made it here alive. But I still need to write the note.

"Anyone got a piece of paper?"

"I do." Liam said. He pulled out a piece of paper and a pen from the side door.

I quickly scribbled down the note and signed it. Then I told the boys thanks and I would see them later and they all waved goodbye.

I walked into school and went to the office  I handed the lady the note and once she read it she just nodded her head and wrote me a late pass. Then I headed towards class.

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Ugh. I hate school. Classes are soooo boring. At least the day is over. That's what I told myself as I headed towards the exit of the school towards the school bus.

Then of course, the most popular girl in school, Piper, and her two little followers came right up to me and intentionally knocked all of books out of my bag, which was a lot since I had so much homework.

"Oops. Sorry." She said sarcastically before running out of the school to her fancy convertible car. Of course.

I bent down to pick up my books and by the time I finished the bus had already left. And it's pouring right now. Great. Guess who's walkin home in the rain?

I started my five mile walk to my house. And don't forget that it's only five miles if you take those creepy dark alleys where all the weirdos hide out.

Many of them come towards me and try to touch me and if you know me, then you know that I don't like that. So I simply punch or slap them right in the face, long enough for me to get away.

Once I think I'm finally free and almost home, a fancy convertible pulls up in front of me. Of course it's none other than Piper and her two little followers.

"Hey Loser. Walking home all alone again." Piper smirked to me.

"Just leave me alone." I mumbled. I guess I didnt say it quiet enough because then she said "excuse me?" And then I knew I was really gonna get it.

Before I could process what was happening she slapped me right on the cheek. Hard. The she and her little followers started punching me. I crumpled down to the ground in pain. Then, seeing the opportunity they had, they started kicking to. Now I'm being punched kicked and slapped by three girls who happen to be twice my size since I am rather small and they are also two yers older than me.

Most of the time I would simply fight back because that is just what I do but these girls are two years older and twice my size and not to mention there are three of them.

After about ten minutes of this torture, they stopped. I guess they got bored. Then they left. They just left me there. Beaten battered and bruised. What wonderful people. That definately hurt, but it's been worse. There have been times when I couldn't even get up so I had to sleep wherever they beat me up.

I was extremely sore but I managed to get into a crawling position. I crawled up the side walk past a few houses before I reached my own. I decided to force myself to stand even though it hurt because I didnt want the boys to worry. I walked the few steps to my front door and slightly pushed the door open.

That was quite a sight. It looks like I missed a party! They were all standing there throwing popcorn at eachother while the tv was on playing a football game. Liam was the only one not throwing popcorn. He was standing there trying to tell them all to stop.

"HEY! NO PARTIES IN MY HOUSE WITHOUT INVITING ME YOU DOUGHNUTS!" I shouted at them. I had to shout cause they had the TV as loud as it could go plus thy were all screaming. The minute I started yelling though they looked at me in astonishment. It was completely silent besides the TV. 

Then of course, Louis being the subtle one, started to say "what the h-" before seeing Liam's glare and saying "I mean, what the HECK happened to you?"

I just decided to play dumb. "I don't have a clue whatchu talkin bout brodder!"

"Rosie you know exactly what I'm talking about." Then we started having a silent stare down while the boys just watched.

Then Liam said, "Rosie, Im going to go get a rag so we can clean up the blood-"

"Holy hell! Blood?! Ahh! I'm gonna freaking die! Oh no! Oh no! Oh no..." Then I started to breathe heavily and I had to take quick breaths. I knew exactly what was happening right now. But it hasn't happened for a long time.

"Rosie! What's happening!" They were all shouting at me. Then they started crowding around me which didnt help cause I'm claustrophobic too. Everything was swirling and I couldn't stand anymore. I fell but was caught. I could barely tell, but i think it was Louis.

"Someone get my inhaler" I was barely able to get out. If they can't get it fast enough I'm goin to black out. Oh yeah. You guys don't know what's going on. Well...

I'm having an asthma attack.

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Ok so yeah I know. She has a pretty bad life. But it will get better. I promise. Please please please pretty please leave comments, follow me, and vote. I would also really appreciate it if you told other people about my story so that I can get more views. Love you guys!

                 ~maddie