Good Girls // Luke Hemmings (DISCONTINUED)

six - riley

FUN FACT OF THE DAY: I am so obsessed with whales. It was so embarrassing I fell in front of my English class and everyone laughed and I laughed too but it was embarrassing ok. 

xx

Oh shit, how the hell did they even find me? 

I put the last touches of my eyeliner before looking at myself in the mirror again. Winged liner, peach lips, combat boots, black skirt, and a blue halter top. Definitely a new look for something I'd wear to school. 

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I ask myself in the mirror. I nod. "Yeah, okay, let's go." 

Why do I change my entire physical appearance, you ask? It's not that hard of a question to answer, I just absolutely adored the looks on the four boys' faces when they saw my good girl facade disappear. All I wanted to do was see how many heads I could turn. 

I shook my head, grabbing my brown shoulder back while chuckling on my way out the door. 

"What are you laughing at, miss?" My father asked. I whipped my head in his direction, placing my hand over my heart. 

"Jeez, dad, you scared me. No more 'good girl', I guess." I shrugged. He laughed and kissed my forehead. 

"I'm off to work, remember that you need to be home by seven, okay?" I furrowed my eyebrows. 

"What's at seven?" 

"Didn't mom tell you? She made a new friend at her work a couple of weeks ago and she's invited her family over for dinner tonight." I nodded. 

"Gotcha, I'll be home by three-thirty, probably," I said. 

"Off to school, have fun!" I rolled my eyes and made sure I had my phone before heading downstairs, kissing my mom's cheek and walked to my car. There are perks to having your father be the boss' favourite. I snatched the keys from the wall, opened the driver's door before slipping into the front seat. I put the key into the ignition, opened the garage door and drove all the way to school. 

The drive isn't that long. Fifteen minutes, give or take. Twenty-five with traffic, thirty the most. I blasted I Love Rock 'N Roll on repeat the entire way to school, bobbing my head and singing along to the lyrics. 

As I entered the parking lot to school, I took a deep breath and scouted around to see if I could spot Luke, Michael, Calum, or Ashton anywhere. So far, they aren't in sight. I parked in front of the school's main entrance, took the key out from the ignition before stepping out of the car. Before you say anything, no, this isn't some movie and the minute I got out, not everyone stopped and stared. I assumed they all thought I was a regular student who dressed this way every day. Not my initial first reaction, but it's better than being laughed at. 

I stepped into the building, heading to my locker on the second floor. My school is built upon three floors in the main building. That's where are the lockers are and it also houses the English, language, and history department. Science, math, and really any other subject are located in the main building which is about a minute to two minute walk away, depending on how crowded the hallways are. I fixed my skirt before putting my combination in and grabbing my books for the next two periods. Although I do not like the good girl stereotype, grades are highly important to me. I don't want to become some broke girl who ends up being a prostitute. No thanks, can I get an amen? 

"Oh, sorry," I said as my face collided with a body. I looked up and gave the auburn-haired girl a smile. 

"No problem-wait, you're Riley, oh my god," she stuttered. "What? I'm so confused." I laughed and patted her shoulder.