I'm No Different, Just Ordinary (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter Eighteen

AUTHOR'S NOTE:// I pray for all those people who got their houses involved in a flashflood.As you can see here in the Philippines especially from where i lived, rain was pouring hard a while ago. But gladly, it already stopped. Just a few raindroplets from here and there.
So i decided to just write a story to let the time pass.Imagine! We got a full week of zero classes!
And our examination in English was supposed to be done by this week but at some obvious points it can't happen since the rain postponed it.
i'm half glad and half disappointed on what's happening right now so i just decided to put everything in the story!

hehehe. :3

That's all.

Bye!

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                       Brianna’s POV: I stomped my way out of the garage after that fight I went through with my dad. I decided to clear things out of my mind so I chose to go inside the house instead.

As soon as I went inside the house after I slammed the door hard with that angry look evident in my face right now as if I’ve seen my long time arch nemesis, you really think that I will kill someone there and then.

I balled my fists until it turned white, stomped my way towards the living room only to see those precious bastards that I encountered a while ago sitting on my sofa while laughing.

But by the time they saw me in a rage, they quickly collected themselves back and sat around the couch as if they are some sort of innocent prep kids.

“Hey. What happened to you? You look like as if you’re about to kill someone.” The buzz cut dude commented. I gazed at him and my eyes softened.

But as I’ve said, I have no room for soft sides for them.

I shut my eyes tight and inhaled, breathed out and gave them another bored look as if to say I’m-tired-don’t-talk-to-me look.

But of course, they never get the clue.

“It’s none of your business.” I chose that reply since the buzz cut dude is quite nice to me anyway and I have no time to reply in a sassy way.

“Oh, wait up. Are you sick? What happened to you outside that made you seemed a little nicer?” but of course that curly haired dude has to ruin my lovely disposition.

“Oh. Wait up. Are you sick? What happened to your brain that seemed to make you comprehend very slow?” I mimicked with a fake smile and glare, no one messes with me.

The boys snickered behind our backs.

“Geez. You’re so sassy.” He replied with a step back away from me. “Geez. You’re so stupid.” I talked back and started my way towards the stairs.

And they said another round of ‘oohs’/

Don’t they have better things to do?

“Oh as if you’re not.” curly dickhead commented that made me stop dead on tracks. I turned around and stepped two steps down.