>Skylar POV<
After school was over, I made the walk of shame to the detention room. I wish I just kept my mouth shut so I wouldn't have to be in this mess, as I swung the door open. I saw One Direction already there, staring at me.
"You're late, love." Said the blonde one, smiling at me. As always, I am. Sigh.
"Where's the teacher?" I asked suspiciously, noticing that the only people in the room were her and the guys.
"He went for a phone call and coffee, don't worry, babe. We don't bite." The curly-haired one said, and winked at me. Ugh.
I went to sit in the corner, as usual, when I notice them coming closer to me, staring.
"Uhm. Guys, whats up with you always bugging me?" I asked, with my hands on my hips.
"Its just that, we're used to girls fangirling for us.. And you're, well, weird." Louis said, trying to figure me out. I recalled his name earlier from Mr. Fitz.
"Oh, I'm the one thats weird? You guys are just here staring at me." I said as I crossed my arms and continued. "Plus, I don't really care. You guys are pretty much average rockstar jerks."
"No we're not!" The black-haired guy responded. "We're better if you get to know us." He said, pouting his lips.
"In your dreams, guys.." I said, pouting my lips back, then resting my head on the desk. That was when I felt pokes on my stomache, making me laugh.
"GUYS! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" Barely managing out the words as I tried to breathe.
"You need to let us prove you wrong! We'll make an introductory of ourselves and we won't stop til you agree!" the one I think was the most mature out of all of them said defiantly.
"Fine. Alright." I said between breathes. "Now GET OFF MEE." Finally they stopped and all pulled up a chair near me.
"Alright, now who should go first?" I asked annoyed.
"Oohh! Mee! I want to!" the blonde one said, acting like a little kid.
"My name is Niall Horan, and I love food.. especially NANDOS." He said, laughing while jumping up and down suddenly.
"Aha, well.. Yes, who doesn't love food." I said, trying to calm him down.
"Ello love! Im Zayn Malik." The black-haired dude said next, biting his lip. "I like mirrors, my hair and you.. TUBE. I LIKE YOUTUBE. He screamed the last part.
"Okaay?" I said mysteriously. "Whose next.. I wanna get this over with."
"You can't rush us. We have still more than an hour of this detention," Oh gawd, where the hell is the teacher when I need him!? "My name is Liam Payne," he said, taking my hand and kissing the back of it. "I like toy story, and I dont like--" he quietly mumbled the last part.
"Uhm sorry. What was the last part?" I asked curiously.
"I dont like-." He mumbled again.
"FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, HE'S SCARED OF SPOONS!" Niall said, kind of loudly, but not too loud that the teachers can hear.
I almost burst out laughing. "Aw. Cute little baby! You don't like the spoons? I know.. they're so evil!" I said, trying to stop laughing, while pinching his cheeks. He turned red.
"Oh whatever." He swiped my hands away, embarrassed.
"Why hello there, baby." The curly-haired dude slid across the table to where I was; his face centimeters away from mine. "I am the Harry Styles; I can charm any girl and I like being naked." He winked at me. Gawd.
