Online n.h

Eleven

1amgrunge: "That's the thing about pain, it demands to be felt."

12pmpunk: "Now I've got you shackled in my embrace. I'm latching on to you."

I had so much fun at Niall Horan's house last night. I woke up with a smile because, I finally can say One Direction knows I exist.

I got dressed in a pair of black high waisted jeans, a white crop top, black Adidas jacket, and my Adidas superstars.

I headed off to school and opened my locker. I closed it and was met with the one and only Molly. She was currently giving me a fake smile whilst her weight was shifted on one foot with her arms crossed.

"What do you want?" I asked irritated by her presence.

"I just wanted to stop by and just ask why are you even still here? Like seriously, you aren't fooling anyone. No one loves you. No one wants to be your friend here." She sneered and drew a crowd of people around us.

"At least I actually am friends with celebrities. Your parents probably pay for you to meet them." I snarled back to her.

"And who could possibly waste their time being friends with you?" She asked.

"One Direction." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

She laughed that high pitched, annoying, fake laugh and her followers copied her actions. Then, she got serious after she calmed down and snapped her fingers to make her followers stop laughing.

"Why do you keep lying to yourself? We all know you just want attention." She taunted.

I laughed this time but, put on my resting bítch face in a second. "Sweetie, if anything your the one who wants attention. Clearly its not working because, the most guys want is one night and thats what they get." I said and she had the nerve to slap me. This bitch..

I laughed maniacally and punched her straight in her precious fake nose. The crowd gasped and cheered me on. She tried to punch me in my stomach but I was quick and grabbed her hair managing to pull a few extensions out and she scoffed.

She punched me in the eye making my eye vision blur for a second. I was about to hit her when we were separated by the principal.

"Now now, whats this ruckus all about?" He yelled.

"She started it." We both said in unison. Molly and I looked at each other and glared.

He pulled us by the shirt and dragged us by the shirt to his office. "Anyone care to explain?" He asked leaning back in his chair.

"I was about to go to class when she kept pestering me about being alive and how no one loves me or wants to be my friend. Then she slapped me and I had to defend myself." I explained.

Molly scoffed. "Clearly I was the victim here. She bullies me everyday." Molly said innocently and bats her eyelashes.

"I see, both of you have after school detention and you are both suspended for one week." He said and dismissed us.

I was beyond raged. I didn't regret anything though. She had a now forming black eye and her nose was bleeding. I snickered and made my way to my class.

When lunch time came around, I had no one to sit with so I sighed and looked around for an empty table but the only table available with seats was way far in the back where..Marcel was sitting?

I was walking towards Marcel when I felt a foot in my way and I almost tripped. Almost. I looked up to see Marcel holding my arms and looking at me worriedly.