Hard times(One direction fan fic)HOLD

Chapter 3 Bandaids and Boys

I walked into the nurses office only to find Rosie sitting in there with the nurse talking to her.

"Here she is right now!"

"Ya, so what chicken!"

"Shut up before you get suspended!"

"Oh, I won't you will!"

"Are you the girl that broke her nose?"

"Ya, why? Got a problem with it?"

"Actually I do. I'm her mom and you hurt my poor little girl!"

"Sorry, guess my broken hand isn't get fixed."

"Oh, your hands broke?'

"Do you not see it?"

"Oh, yes, I do! That's bad! But I ain't fixing it you can."

She runs to her office and comes back with a whole bunch of things. Band aids, pain relief cream, and so many other things I can't even name.

She puts all the stuff on the table and says,"Here you go have at it."

"Oh, but your the school nurse your supposed to do it not me."

"We'll guess what, I do things for people who are mean to other people!"

I walked out of the nurses office and made my way to hallway 10.

"Up a flight of stairs, turn left, go down stairs, and there you are!"

Andrew had not been where he said he was going to be so he sent me a map of where to go to find him.

When I finally found him he was in a hallway with all abandoned classrooms.

He had blue eyes, with brown hair, his lips as soft as babies skin. He had two scars on his face from a dog track when he was little.

"Why are these empty?"

"Some kid died in that one and the ghost haunts all the others. Oh and there spiders down here. Really big ones too."

"Wha...wha... What? Blake you've got to be joking with me? Right?"

"Ya, duh! What's up with your face?"

"Long story to long to explain."

"Please explain to me and also why you have not been talking to me."

"Fine, a girl wouldn't let me sit with her. She threw punch and I broke her nose. She did this to me and ya. Why I haven't been talking to you? Well, I'm having family problems and I am doing things with them. Ok"

"Ya, I guess."

"Ok."

The bell rang and Blake gave me a quick peck on the lips and ran to class.

I then ran to class hoping not to get stopped by anyone unwanted

When I got to class Clinton had sat in my seat.

"What are you doing?"

"Sitting."

"In my seat."

"Ya, what's the problem?"

"That's my seat and only my seat."

"Ok, I'll move. Wow, what's up with your face."

"Nothing of your business."

Clinton gets up out of my seat and moves to a different seat. I sit down and get out my laptop to continue writing Florida love.

I was writing Florida love for my English class and I was sure today. I started typing when Vincent came up to me.

"Hey Angel."

"Hello, what do you want?"

"Just want to know what's up with your face?"

"I got in a fight, she punched, I punched, I broke her nose, she broke my hand, and my face looks like this okay."

"That's hot!"

"Go away, Jonanthan!"

He walked away and went back to his seat. Jonanthan had black hair that was spiked up into a mohawk. He had green eyes and a rough face.

I found out that boys are attracted to girls that can fight and win a fight.

I then started typing my story again when the bell rang.