Revenge is Sweet (A One Direction Fanfic)

Oh yay, another day of joyous school, I thought as I hit my alarm clock button. I got up and got dressed in jeans and a plain black t-shirt. That's all I could ever wear because I was about 50 pounds overweight. Nobody likes me I thought to myself as I combed through my knotted, greasy hair. I had brown hair and brown eyes. I was pale and had bad acne that covered my face. I was constantly bullied at school. My parents knew about it and always tried to comfort me but it was no use. I had to accept that I was ugly and that I'll never be popular. After I brushed my teeth and washed my face I went downstairs.  

"Hey sweetie," my mom said 

"Hey" 

"Breakfast is on the counter" 

She never once looked up from the paper she was reading. I scooted onto my stool at the counter and looked at my freshly made breakfast. Eggs, toast, hash browns, and orange juice. The usual.  

"Thanks Paul. This looks great," I said to our chef. Oh did I forget to mention that we were rich? Yeah my dad's a famous lawyer and right now he's away at a business conference.

"Oh you're so very welcome," Paul responds. Basically all of the staff that worked in my house were my only friends. I was best friends with my butler Albert. We told each other everything. I finished my breakfast and headed to the door. Albert was there holding my backpack but he seemed lost in thought. He only gets distracted when something is on his mind and I could tell by looking into his eyes that it was something sad. I waved my hand in front of his face.

"Hello, earth to Albert"

"Oh yes sorry miss, you look wonderful today" he forced a fake smile. I shrugged it off and walked out the door yelling goodbye as I did.

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I was in my last period of the day finally. The whole day was a drag and I wished it was Friday already. But it was only Wednesday. My last period was English, my favorite. But I couldn't focus. I was too worried about what was on Albert's mind and if he was going to tell me. We never kept secrets. Finally, the bell rang and we packed up our stuff to leave. I grabbed my binder and notebook and headed back to my locker. I put my things into my backpack and closed my locker. A few lockers down I saw the jocks. They were a group of 5 guys who bullied me. Despite what they did to me I still had a crush on 3 of them. Their names were Niall, Zayn, and their leader Harry. The rest of the boy's names were Louis and Liam. Liam seemed to be the sweetest of the group and always stopped the bullying. Harry caught me staring and smirked. As he walked by he spilled his coca cola on me and muttered oops. The guys laughed as I looked down at my soaked clothing. I sighed and headed towards the bus.

The bus ride went quickly and I headed through the gates and started walking towards my house on the long driveway. No one at school knew I was rich and who my parents were. No one bothered to care. I stepped through the open door and looked at the dining table. Sitting there was Albert, Paul, the rest if the staff, my mom, and lastly, my dad.

"Daddy!" I yelled as I ran towards him and engulfed him in a hug.

"Hey there pumpkin!"

"Why are you back so early?"

"Sweetie, we have something to discuss" my mom said standing up.

"Like what?" I tensed up. I saw Albert look at the ground not meeting my eyes.  

 "We're sending you to a wonderful new school. It's like a spa where you get pampered and pretty while still learning your curriculum" my mom said.

"...so you're basically sending me to fat camp."

"Don't think of it like that! It's a wonderful opportunity for you to get a complete makeover!"

"How long will I be there?"

"3 years. And it's in Florida." My dad spoke up. That's so far away from London! When my dad said that Albert let loose a few tears.

"When do I leave?"

"Friday. That should give you enough time to pack up ask finish up any assignments."

As i thought about it I started to like the idea. 3 long years away from my horrible school. I get to go to sunny Florida and get to finally look pretty. I nodded my head and smiled.

"Thank you. I think I'll really enjoy it."

"I know you will. Now go start packing up! We've got a lot of work to do!" And with that I bounded up the stair to my room and started preparing for my 3 years in Florida.

Ok so this was my first time writing a story. I know its super bad and everything happens so quickly, sorry. I try my best to stay away from spelling and grammar errors but sometimes they happen. Oops :). Anyway I hope you like it and keep reading! I update daily!!