You've Met Your Match

CHAPTER2

School. School has always been so boring for me. It's easy, and some classes more challenging than others, but never hard. Just like anything else in my life. That's why when I am older I would like .to be an FBI agent. It would never, ever get boring. . Always have something new going on. I'm getting tired of the same old daily routine, I'm not saying I will rebel, but it's about time something interesting happens. I have what you would call, a cliche life, I go out with friends, come home, what a normal popular kid would do. No. The movies show it so much more different from what it really is. It's stupid, and boring. I mean yeah sure , you get to hangout with your friends, and party. I wasn't much of a big drinker, like the rest of my friends, but Bea on the other hand, was what you would call, a bad bitch. Last weekend we went to a huge house party, with the school douche bag, Brent Tomlinson, and she got so wasted. Well so did I.

Flashback

"Okay Ry no drinking for me, you have to remind me, okay?" Bea said even though we both new she would drink.

"Ok b" I chuckled.

Ten minutes later we arrived a Brent's huge house, not as big as mine of course, but still big. And what in the world do you think Bea did? Oh yes. She went straight to the keg and started having fun. I thought, if b was why couldn't I? I mean I never get to live a little, so why not now.

I walked to the kitchen, and asked the 'bar tender' for a vodka, and he gladly gave it to me, hastily licking his lips. I went along dancing around, and I got 4 more vodkas. I started feeling myself slowly slip out of my sanity, and my breath had consisted of Vodka and Jack Daniels. Some random guy had approached me, with such a look, that even I couldn't resist. We danced to every song that there was to grind too, until I was so drunk that I couldn't remember how to dance anymore. Oops. All I could think of was the major hangover I experience ..

End of flashback

(An this paragraph with be in slant just ignore it, it's still present time!!)

Pretty much, me and Bea got trashed, and couldn't remember who we were with, what we did, and in all honesty, I don't even remember what the heck I was wearing. Thankfully the Nextl day Kyle let me skip out on his class, so I could have a break, knowing I went to that party everyone in the school was talking about.

But now here I sit, in boring math class, listening to Kyle talk while he frequently glances at me. Nobody, and I mean absolutely nobody knows about me and Kyle. And I would love to keep it that way. Bea is trying to tell me something, so I pulled out my phone and texted her.

To: Bea The best

What do you wantt lol

From: Bea the best

OMG MEET ME WHEN LUNCH STARTS ASAP SLSJSKBS

Okay, what was that about.. When the bell rang, I met Bea at our 'meeting place' as she likes to call it, but of course us being 'popular' everyone was crowding it. Everyone who was anyone knew Bea. She was famous, so of course everyone loved her. Adored her even. It was annoying for me and her after a while of everyone practically bowing down to our beckoning call.

When all the people cleared out Bea finally has a chance to get her 'BIG NEWS' out.

"Okay what Bea" I said quite excited myself

"Tour.One Direction. Me. With them. You. Security. Summer." Is all she could get out before I looked at her like she was the worlds funniest comedian. I was not going to see Harry again. She's crazy, if she thinks I am going to put myself in a whole summer full of awkwardness from Harry. No way.

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Sorry for slow up date and short chapters, one of my close friends convinced me to keep this going bc I don't like it! But it's only the beginning! Sorry for the slant:/ read! Vote! Follow :) love youuuu 11 readers :) loll.