As school was over, my best friends and I rushed over to Joes Place. This place was an American resturant. It's very popular and kind of expensive, but I had no worry about that. My family is very rich and I guess very popular. I'm not snooty, well at least I don't think I am.
When we got there it was already very crowded. Today had been a half day so everyone, I mean everyone from school came. We waited and talked about how Mr. Frankson, our science teacher, is crazy and obsessed about his son. We all hate him. We then finally got in the front of the line. We ordered and sat down.
"Oh my god, did you see Mrs. Libya's new percing today?" Stacy blerted out.
"Uh yeah, but I think she has always had that." Carly replyed. "I can't stand her. She's too punk."
Stacy nodded in agreement.
"Are you ok Cassidie?" Carly said suddenly. She noticed me looking down at my phone.
"Yeah I'm fine. It's just, nevermind. It's not important."
"Common. You can tell us anything."
"Well, it's just that Anthony hasn't talked or texted me recently. I'm getting kinda worried that he doesn't want to go out with me anymore." I sighed and leaned back.
"Oh the fuck with him, he's a loser anyways." Stacy says. She's always liked Anthony. She's just very jealous. I give her an evil glare.
"Well sorry! It's true!"
"Let's stop talking about him." Carly says, "Listen Cassie, he's a boy. Boys aren't as romantic."
Our food came and we ate in silence, except for the noise in the background.
"We should go shopping. Just the three of us. We could get something for the concert. Try to look all sexy and get the boys attention, you know, and maybe be invited backstage..." Stacy said trailing off in the thought. God that would be amazing. Me and Liam, Stacy with Harry, Carly with Niall. Ugh we would all look so cute together. I wish it could just be reality.
When we left we saw Holly, Holly Carrey. The most annoying little bitch in the world. She is the worst. There are so many things she tries to do to me. Stealing my boyfriend, trying to take my friends, talking gossip and rumors about me. Ugh... she's coming up to say hi.
"Hey dorks," Holly said with a sneer. "Guess what? I'm going to the One Direction concert, just like you."
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah and?"
"Well! Well..."
"Listen we have a better place to be than here with you and your so called friends."
We walked away.
"You know this isn't over Cassidie!"
Yeah....whatever....
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My Direction Guardian
Teen FictionThe summer has just begun for 18 year old Casside Johnson. Her and her friends go shopping and eat out like regular teenagers. But when they go to a One Direction Concert, does the love of her life look at her? When they go backstage, will he talk t...