The Battles of Directioner High

First Day Drama

{*Mayra’s POV*}

I slipped out of bed, my feet landing on the cold floor. I winced at the contact, but I couldn’t be bothered pulling on my socks so I just walked over to the kitchen area and made myself a bowl of cereal. A song came to my mind quite at random and I hummed along to the tune.

‘That’s what makes you beautiful,’ I sang quietly, grabbing a fork out of the drawer doing my best not to freak at the spoons.

I sat down and mechanically finished my cereal. I glanced down at the time and almost freaked. How was it quarter to eight already?! I looked over to Simone, who was still sleeping, and grinned a little.

I walked over to her and quietly began singing the wake up song.

‘It’s time to wake up in the morning. The morning. Morning,’ I sang softly, raising and lowering my pitch according to the song itself.

‘Got McDonalds breakfast for you. Or any other brand.

‘We drove five miles to get it, so you better get up and eat it. Don’t be a lazy, selfish, crazy, boy…’ I sang in increasing volume.

Finally, I grinned down at my roommate and jumped on the bed.

‘So we gotta get up! Yeah it’s time to get up. It’s time to get up! Yeah it’s time to get up! IT’S TIME. TO. GET UP. It’s time to get up, yeah get up yeah. It’s time to… It’s time to get up,’ I sang loudly, jumping up and down making Simone groan.

I grinned as I melodiously sang the last lines, ‘It’s time to… geeeet uuuupp!!!!’

Simone laughed, throwing the covers off her head and screaming out ‘It’s time to get up!’

‘Yahay!’ I cried, leaping off the bed and landing on the floor.

‘Now I’m going to kill you,’ she stated, and I gave her my best innocent puppy dog look.

‘Why?’ I asked, keeping my face straight.

‘Oh, I wonder.  Who is that happy in the mornings?!’ she groaned, walking over to the kitchen and plopping down in a seat.

‘I’m a morning person,’ I replied a little defensively.

‘I can see that,’ she replied, leaning backwards, ‘now since you woke me up how about you make me some toast?’ she asked.

I sighed but agreed, putting two slices of bread in the toaster. I looked up and frowned at the poster of Harry that was hanging a little crooked on one of the kitchen walls. I walked over to it and adjusted it back till it was straight, turning around to see Simone smirking at me.

‘What?’ I asked.

‘Daddy Directioner,’ she replied, sticking her tongue out at me.

I shrugged but didn’t reply, walking over to the toast as it pinged and grabbed a plate to take the toast out.

‘What do you want it with?’ I asked, walking over to the fridge.

‘I’ll have some jam on toast,’ she replied.

I pulled the jam out of the fridge and went back to making toast. Finally, I turned around and placed the plate in front of Simone dramatically.

‘I’m going to go shower and get dressed. Do you want to see if we have any classes together after we’re all ready?’ I asked, going over to the cupboard and rummaging through them for an outfit.

‘Sure,’ she replied, shrugging, too intent on eating her toast.

I finally decided on an outfit, bootleg jeans and a grey and white plaid shirt, and grabbed it out the cupboard. I walked over to the small shower facility that we had in our room.