Ariel's POV;
"Wake up."
"Why?" I grumbled turning to the other side.
"Because we have school."
"You have to try harder than that," I scoffed covering my head with my cover.
"Ariel, come on. You can check out more books." Stella tugged on my cover.
"No," I groaned.
"Come on! Please, I don't want to go back to school alone." She stopped tugging and I felt my bed get lower.
"What happened?" I asked her uncovering my head.
"Girls at school," she sighed.
"Fine, but get out so I can get ready." I pushed her off the bed.
"You have five minutes by the way," she laughs evilly running out of the room.
"You bloody girl!" I yelled.
"Eh you love me!" She shouted back.
"Shut up! Both of you!" Mason yelled causing me to roll my eyes. I quickly got out of bed and got ready. I got to say I broke my record. I mean I only threw on my singlet without a shirt but hey! I was already late. I ran downstairs buckling my belt when Stella handed me a poptart.
"Thanks," I mumbled grabbing my bag and leaving the house with her.
"Hey do you think that they'll stop?" She asks looking at me as I braid my hair.
"If they don't, I'll beat their ass. I mean they have a reputation to keep as the school's whores, I'm just the new kid." I smile shrugging as I ate the poptart.
"You're so quick to judge," she laughs.
"They give me a bad vibe, dude." I did a gesture with my hands.
"Sometimes I wonder if you're my friend or a hippy who somehow took over the Ariel I know and love." She giggled causing me to roll my eyes.
"I'm all about relaxation- and sure ignore me and go to your new boyfriend. I'll be fine here- and now I'm talking to myself." I grumbled plugging my earphones into my ears, New Years Day blasting. "Holy titty fuck what the duck was that?!" I shouted panicking, my earphones falling out. Turning around I saw Michael laughing. "That was not cool," I point my index finger at him.
"What was 'duck' all about?" He asks still laughing.
"I watch Pewdiepie ok, he's the reason I live." I said dramatically.
"I love his videos," he smiles.
"Are you shitting me right now?" I ask him.
"Of course not."
"Michael, I think we're going to get along just fine." I smiled holding out my fist.
"Brofist nice," he smiles fist bumping me.
"Hey could I maybe borrow your flannel?" I ask him casually.
"What? Why?" He furrows his eyebrows looking at me weird.
"Just hand it over," I hold out my hand out. Hesitantly he takes the flannel off and hands it to me. "See you third period!" I smile before running off the school's restroom. I get in a stall, take my singlet off and put on the flannel. I button it up, grab my singlet and leave the restroom. I walk to my first class of the day: Science. I had to admit, I like science it was one of the few subjects I didn't lack potential.
"Oh Miss Winters, have a seat next to Calum. Calum raise your hand," the female teacher said. Soon the tan guy from the other day raised his hand.
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Eighteen and Unpredictable // 5SOS
RomansTwo girls; Stella Summers and Ariel Winters. Two boys; Ashton Irwin and Michael Clifford. One thing in common, music. Will music bring them together? Keep reading to reveal their ups and down, their scrapes and bruises of their choices. In the...