Battle of the Bands, Battles of the Heart (SLOW UPDATES)

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Well, here we go guys. My second attempt haha, I have a really good feeling about this one so I hope you enjoy!!
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     We were all standing around my locker, my girls and I. There was Eleanor, my best friend since pre-school, Danielle, Eleanor and I had met her our freshman year of high school and the three of us had been inseparable ever since, and then there was me. Today was the first day of our senior year, and then we were finally getting out of this place. I was more than ready to spread my wings and finally fly off into the world on my own.

   "So guys, how was your summer?" Danielle asked, "It was good! It was nice getting to spend lots of time with Louis," Eleanor said. "How about you Ariel, how was your summer?" I rolled my eyes at them and replied, "Well, while you two were out ditching me for your boyfriends," this caused them to issue noises of protest but I continued on,"I kept myself busy by writing a lot of new music for the band. We're really gonna have to step up our game this year if there's any chance of us winning battle of the bands." Eleanor, Danielle and I have been in a band together for the past 3 years. Our band is called "XCIV", it's the Roman numerals for 94', which is our birth year. Eleanor plays the drums, Danielle plays bass guitar, and I play lead guitar. We all sing too. I think we're pretty good as far as high school bands go. My dream is to hopefully make it big one day with my girls right there beside me. Eleanor, Danielle, and music are the three most important things in my life, and I don't know what I would do without them. What about my family? Well my dad just up and left us one night and my mom drinks every night to take the pain away. I'm going to make sure she's taken care of but after I graduate I just can't stay here in Pasadena any longer, there's just to many painful memories..

     So, you may ask, what's the big deal about battle of the bands? Well it's clearly a huge competition for bands that my school holds for sophomores and up, the grand prize every year is the opportunity to record a song professionally with a major record label. Lets just say our principal has some connections. We entered our sophomore year and last year we almost won it all, but we lost in the second to last round. This band called "One Direction" has won for the past 2 years in a row. It consists of the 4 most popular guys in school. Elenor and Danielle, the traitors, are dating two of its members, Liam Payne and Louis Tomlinson.

     I tolerate Liam and Louis, only because their nice and they make my friends happy. Niall Horan, the third member, is okay too. He's so nice and happy-go-lucky that you can't help but warm up to him after spending 5 minutes with the guy. But there is one boy, their fourth member, who I absolutely will not and cannot stand. He is the bane of my existence, and the most conceited, arrogant, cocky, selfish asshole of a player I have ever met. Everyone loves him and he knows it, everyone but me. We've been at each others throats for the past 2 years, and this year is going be the year I crush his band's winning streak. Then I'm going to get my diploma and leave his sorry ass behind in this town.

Who is this horrible person you may ask? Well, he's the one and only...

     Elenor and Danielle look behind me and suddenly squeal, cutting off my thoughts and running off I assume to go and tackle their boyfriends whom they probably haven't seen in like what, 24 hours? I roll my eyes and give a huff but just as I'm about to turn around and follow them an arm suddenly appears next to my head on my locker. The scent of Tom Fords "Tuscan Leather" cologne drifts into my nostrils. I groan and slam my head into my locker. I hear a chuckle and feel the person press closer to my back, suddenly, I feel a breath on my ear and than hear a whispered "hey beautiful," from a voice I would recognize anywhere. I grit my teeth and steel myself as I turn around in the persons arms and look up into the eyes of a smirking.... "Harry Styles."