Change My Mind *1D Fanfic*

Chapter 45

Phoebe's P.O.V.

I decide to drive Allison to school because she always drives me. "But I want to drive," she whines, and I roll my eyes. "Allison get in the damn car or I won't take you," I threaten, an she raises her hands up in defeat. "Woah calm down. I never seen you this way Phoebs. What happened?" she asks, and I cock my head to the right. Wait, am I acting weird? It may be myself being stressed over the whole situation that is occurring on Monday.

I sigh, and she raises an eyebrow. "I dunno. I just am probably tired of stressing over what is going to happen over the next week," I say, and she shakes her head. She then walks up to me, places her hand on my shoulder, and gives me a small smile. "Dont worry about that. Maybe just us girls could go to the spa over the weekend? It will be fun," she wiggles her eyebrows. The spa does sound fun...

I smile back at her. "That would be fun so yeah let's do it!" I exclaim, and she squeals from excitement. "Omigosh we are going to have some much fun! Oh yay! I can't wait! We can invite all of the girls, and yeah this will be sooooo much fun," she gasps for air, and I grin towards her.

She then walks out towards the car, and I follow closely behind. I get into the driver's seat, and she hops into the passenger seat. I start the ignition while she straps herself in. I do the same, and then drive out of the small driveway. "So what's planned for you today?" I ask, and she shrugs. "Well. I was thinking of hanging with Bre, and Ashley but if you would like to you could join us watching the football practice?" she suggests, and I smile. "Thats cool, and yeah I will keep that in mind. Thanks for offering," I say, and she nods then looks out the window. Bre, and Ashely are pretty cool girls. They are opposite of what the stereotype of any cheerleader. They are kind, and sweet. Some of the other people she hangs around are total bitches. For example, Sierra, Julia, Faith, and Katie. They are what stereotype cheerleaders are: snotty, stuck up, bitches, whores, and just think they are the perfect people. In which they are not.

All four of them always carry around nail polish, gallons of makeup, any type of iron, and shit loads of mirrors. It's disgusting when they put about 12 layers of makeup on over their caked up faces. And guys actually like that? I mentally shake my head in disappointment. Shame.

I park in the space that I have bought out the year. Number 28. I turn off the car, and get out at the same time Allison does. "Follow me," she motions, and I follow her to her regular spot where the 'populars' hang out. I never really go over here unless Allison wants me to come over with her, in which I am doing right now. When we approach the group I spot Bre, and Ashely who are engaging in a conversation. They stop when the both of us stand next to them. "Hi!" Bre squeals while giving us both hugs. "Hey girl," Allison gushes, and they grin towards each other. "So how are you doing?" Ashely asks, and i nod towards her while Bre, and Allison engage in their own conversation.

"I'm doing well. How about you?" I ask but she just ignores my question, and lowers her voice. "Did you hear that Brittany is coming back to school today?" she asks, and I gasp. "Really? Why?"

She flips her red hair to the side, sighing. "I really don't know why. But if I were her I would just get my ass away from this place. She's an embarrassment, and that is no joke," she says, and I giggle. I then see Ashely change her smile into a glare. I turn around to see what she is looking at, and gasp. I see Brittany walking towards the school with someone. I can't really tell who. I squint my eyes a bit more, and my mouth pretty much falls to the ground. I can't really believe what my eyes are seeing right now. They now hook arms together, and walk side by side. I can't believe it.

Why would Adam be with her?

I hear Ashely, and Allison scoff behind me while I shake my head in a disapproving manor. Everyone in about the 2 block radius stops what they are doing to see them walk by. Brittany smirks towards me while she leans closer into Adam. What a whore.