The 'Regular' High-Schoolers

'THE' SUNDAY

The alarm shrieked and was immediately set off. Liz's square fingers did it just fine as she was drifting off to sleep again. Wanting to blissfully continue the dream Just when yesterday toppled over her and the memories came crashing.
Harry.
Kiss.
Mother.
Pretence.

All at once. Her life suddenly seemed so shallow to be summed up in mere five words. Sleep didn't come back to her. Worries did.

She jumped off her bunker, pulled her red hair in a pony and shot for the washroom. Clearly wanting to avoid as much eye contact with her roomies as possible. She was ashamed of herself.

The clatter of things woke Ashley and Lana up.

They followed Liz to the washroom and found her crying sitting on a closed toilet seat. She was wearing an orange tank top and shorts. Orange was her color.

Ashley turned around and left. Comforting people was never her thing. She believed in giving them time to cool off.

Where Ash left, Lana swooped in.
"Hey girl! What's the crying all about? Eh? You sure you don't want THE - HUG? " Lana said in Liz's favorite The Rock impersonation.

Liz made a half crying half laughing sound that came out weird. She had loved The Rock since she was five. Besides, he'd been announced the sexiest man alive.

Lana ran and crushed her in a hug.

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" So, " spoke Liz in a tone that suggested her exasperation over diving the most dreaded discussion as she seemingly addressed all her friends " It's Sunday tomorrow. "

The morning air crept up her spine. They had held their breaths in anticipation.

"Yay! Weekend!!" Niall cheered and then resigned owing to all the eye-rolls. But, Liz smiled at him. Niall , of course, had known the seriousness of the situation but had tried to cheer them up. At moments like this, when the others thought his behavior rather juvenile, Liz made him feel like an equal.

Ashley continued letting Liz sit. Zayn interjected, "Um shouldn't we wait for Harry? I mean this concerns him too.."

"Sure"

They were sitting in the cafeteria on their usual table, occupying the corner. They were way too socially inept to occupy the center table.

Harry was suddenly seated between zayn and Liz, garnering gasps from the group.

"Oh boy Harry! Yer one helluva vamp. You could've at least made some noise. Like dragged a chair or something. " Niall blabbered trying to infuse a southern accent.

"Okay so, now that he is here, Let's Discuss." Liz announced. The word discuss had an edge to it.

"Tomorrow, I've to go to my Mum's. Sorry to drag you all in. I make it sound like it's so imp--" Liz broke off.

"Liz just keep speaking. We'll do whatever we can. We're your friends. And, friends always stay with friends no matter what. Now, off you go." Ash spoke in an elderly fashion.

"I've got to go there tomorrow. I know it's just my mum's place but--"

"Lizzie!!"

"Ooh sorry. Yeah so, as y'all know my mum's famous and stuff so there'll be paparazzi and all that crap all the time. So I totally get it if you don't wanna com--"

"God!!" Niall gurgled. "Just get it over with."

"Harry, I hope you don't mind? "

"Absolutely."

"So will all of you come along? Like you've gotta see my room. Daddy had it's ceiling paint like the night sky. Just the way I wanted. "

"Duh!!!" They said in unison quite similar to kindergartens answering to a teacher.

"There's a problem though. "

"Yeah...?"

"Transportation. A Driver to be precise. Nate can't drive since he hurt his back in the pool. The rest of us , we aren't legal yet so.."

"Public transportation?" Zayn suggested.

"Yeah, with y'all guys being 'One Direction'?" Liz ended on a shrill and bitter note, not directed precisely towards Zayn. You know who it was meant for. Like it was a mistake.

Their faces dropped.

"If I may.." Their heads shot up at the sound of the formal source of suggestion. The voice and the time didn't quite go together. That's when Liz realized that they'd crossed the line. That Niall is not to be played around with.

Liz sported an apologetic smile and nodded just a teensy bit, for just Niall too see. Niall smiled back, almost with an effort that he didn't want to make.

"Louis can drive us. He's 18. I'm sure he won't mind. He's our friend and... An excellent driver." The last bit seemed doubtful. Zayn and Harry tipped their heads back to pass a telepathic message which was evidently, Ha! Louis rocks. He's a good, good driver.

Lana was precisely not in favor of Louis driving them.

"What?"

"Huh? Louis..? He's our bandmate.? You don't know him?" Niall asked innocently. The others too didn't voice their replies and merely looked up with arched eyebrows, Liz being the only exception. (Refer to the early chapters if you don't get this.)

"I mean, what's wrong with the English guy? The older one. I mean he must be better, considering he's more... Um.. Mature and stuff?" Lana fumbled for words. Liz and Ash knew something was up. Roasting scheduled.

"He's not older. He's 17 , plus he's out for the weekend. Mum's birthday. Mama's boy he is." Zayn added.

"Oh." Lana managed to mutter a meek oh.

"It's set then. Louis's driving us. We leave in an hour. " Nate was good at putting an impressive end to all discussions in his firm voice. He left making everyone stare at him, leaving. This wasn't Nate. Ashley ran after him.

"See you guys!" Ash turned her head and shouted. And kept running.
**
So, hello munchkins! Coach PG is back after a long long time. Coach was really busy. This is a busy year for him and he misses being able to write everyday. Anyway, Coach apologises for this. Coach hopes his munchkins enjoy this chapter. Once more, in case times been able to scar the sweet, sweet memories, here's the cast:
Ashley- Nina Dobrev
Nathaniel- Shawn Mendes
Liz- Rachel Elizabeth Dare/ Lily Collins
One Direction as themselves
So! See you little cupcakes.
Until then,
Coach PG bids adieu.
Xoxo
PS they're Louis and Niall from the future, engaging in a friendly football battle.
Good bye!!!