Baby Just Say Yes (A Zariana Story)

Chapter 9

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Chapter 9

Ariana's POV

   I was nearly late again for school, if it wasn't for Liz screaming in my ears.

   "Ariana, GET UP!" I opened my eyes, and shrieked.

   "Liz, that is NOT the right way to wake people up!" I yelled at her.

   "Well, it's the only way you get up. Come on, class starts in 10 minutes." Good thing I already had my clothes for today. I was going to wear a navy blue dress with little pink hearts, and my hair would be in a ponytail. Liz, on the other hand, just grabbed a random shirt and jeans from her closet, and slipped them on. She grabbed a brush, and brushed her hair to make it look like she wasn't in a hurry.

   I'm not one to be in a rush, so I slowly brushed my hair, added some hair spray, brushed it some more, added some volumizer, brushed it again. Liz tapped her foot impatiently.

   "Ari, we don't have all day. LET'S GO!" she yelled at me.

   "At lease let me put some perfume on." Liz sighed. I grabbed a bottle of Gorgeous Gardenia, Flora by Gucci, and sprayed some on me. When Liz wasn't looking, I applied mascara.

   "OK, I'm ready!" I replied.

   "Don't act like I didn't see you put mascara on. Let's go." We grabbed our bags, and went to the elevator. Another day, another adventure. 

Zayn's POV

   "Hey, I heard Mrs. Ivankobitch is giving us another project." I heard Louis whispering to Harry and Ed in homeroom this morning.

   "I did too. I heard her tell the other teachers when I passed the teacher table to get more tacos." Harry told them.

   "Isn't it supposed to be a group project?" asked Louis.

   "I wouldn't be surprised. That lady HATES us." added Ed.

   A group project? No, I don't do group projects. You're put in a group wih people you don't even like, and you're forced to talk to them. I hope this is just a rumour, but it might be the truth, because I then heard Taylor whisper to a girl, "Are the rumours about a new project true?"

   "Probably. My sister had Mrs. Ivankovich, she's now a back-up singer for Lady Gaga, but anyway, she told me one Mrs. Ivankovich gave them 5 projects." Wow, that's a lot. I sat there thinking about what the girl said, but my thoughts were inturrupted.

   "Liz, stop pushing! See, we made it in time!" I turned to the direction of the noise. Ariana was being pushed into the classroom by Liz, her roommate. Ariana looked so beautiful. Her hair was pulled in a ponytail, and she wore a blue dress with pink hearts.

   I didn't realize I was staring at her, until Liz whispered something in her ear, and Ariana turned to stare at me. She gave me a faint smile, and a timid wave.

   I know why she's doing that. She's still upset about yesterday in dance class. I'm stll mad at myself. I don't like Perrie, and I should've told her, and now, I'm stuck with her. And besides, this girl is Perrie Edwards, I should feel proud to be dating her, but I'm not.

   "Honestly, Leigh-Anne, are you color blind? Those clothes don't match AT ALL. You look like a clown slash slut, becuase, let's face it, that skirt is so skanky." Perrie said, walking into the classroom with her friends.

   "You're not one to call people sluts, Perrie." Nathan yelled to her.

   "Shut the fuck up, loser." she told him.

   "What if I don't want to?"

   "I can get my boyfriend to make you." Perrie pulled me from my seat, and took me to where she was standing. She kissed me on the cheek, and waited for Nathan's response.

   "I've already met him, and I would NEVER hurt him. And I happen to know for a fact that he doesn't even like you." There was a silence in the room, everyone turning to see me and Perrie. She had a look on her face, as if she knew I didn't like her, but didn't want to admit anything. She didn't get a chance to say anything, because Mrs. Ivankovich walked in the class.

   "Alright everyone, we have no  time to waste." We all ran to our seats, waiting to hear what she would say next.

   "Hopefully, you all are working on your project with your partners, because you are now assigned another project. But this one will require teamwork." Everyone groaned. The rumours were true. Mrs.Ivankovich pulled two hats from underneath her desk.

   "This project will consist of you and four people in a group, were all of you will have to sing and dance. This routine will be presented in two weeks, along with your other project."

   "Uh, Mrs.Ivankovich, you told us the first project was due in six weeks." said Ariana, raising her hand.

   "And now I'm telling you it's due in two weeks. And, Miss Grande, talk when the teacher has called on your hand, not before." People started snickering. Ariana did nothing.

   "I have a question. What's the point of this project?" Ed asked.

   "First of all, Mr. Sheeran, you don't call out whenever you want. And if you must know, some of the biggest boy bands in the world were made up by this project. N*Sync, and The Backstreet Boys were all created by me reaching names into this hat. The next big boy band will be created in the next few minutes." With that, Mrs.Ivankovich started calling out boy names.

   "Siva, Max, Jay, Nathan, and Tom." They got up, and went to a corner, and while on their way, Jay and Nathan started hooting and hollering. The teacher rolled her eyes, and out more names.

   "Kendall, Logan, James, Carlos, and Ed." Wow, I thought. Ed would NEVER talk to those guys, and they knew it, because they frowned at each other. Harry and Louis pointed at him, laughing. Ed gave them the fuck off symbol. More names were called.

   "Oh, Jesus, please bless this group. Harry, Louis, Niall, Liam, and Zayn." No, I was going to be put in a group with BOTH Harry and Louis? We would get NOTHING done. We stood up, and went to a different spot in the room. The teacher called out more names, and when she was finished, she moved on to the girls.

   Something bad was going to happen, I know it. I wasn't sure, but when a teacher puts you in a group with a person you don't like, things get bad. Little did I know, I was right.

Yes, drama is gonna go down. As I was typing this, I was listening to music. When I typed the BTR and Ed's name, Music Sounds Better With U started to play. When I typed the 1D guys names, What Makes You Beautiful started to play. I found that all a weird coincidence. Well anyway, continue to read, comment, and vote. Follow me on Twitter @TheMalikGrande.

xox, Lizzie