One Direction High

Chapter 5

REMINDER: Don't forget to smile today beautiful! :-)

My "fans" are telling me I should come up with a name for you guise and I think I have the PERFECT name!

My Beotches! <333

lololol. i sound so sassy, lol. i am joking, unless you want to be called that :DD

my 2nd choice is lovelies since I've been using that word for the past chapters <.<

shut up milka.

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Running as fast as I could, hoping not to be late I finally made it to the Detention Room.

So.. This is it. I can't believe I just burned up my Perfect Record, by getting detention. And it's all Harry's fault. No, wait, I'll call him Mr. Styles. I feel I'm calling him my best friend when I call him Harry.

I took a deep breath and twisted the doorknob. My expectation to what Detention looked like is, completely different. Where are the smokers? The gangs? The rebels? The room was empty, except for the blonde lady sitting on her chair. I was already jealous because she was beautiful. And no, I am not a homosexual don't judge me.

"Welcome Alison, you've finally made it." The lady said, motioning for me to sit down. "I'm Ms. Flack or Caroline."

I awkwardly shifted my feet while making my way to the closest desk and sat down.

"You seem nervous, don't worry I'm not scary! " The lady smiled, chuckling.

"Ha...Ha... Yeah..." Said me, the awkward potato.

The door burst open and walked in Mr. Styles. "Hey babe!"

Thinking he was talking about to me, I was about to say something when he ended up hugging the detention lady and giving her a kiss on the cheek. Instantly I could feel my forehead burning, and I don't know why.

"So how are you ladies doing so far?" Mr. Styles asked. "Alison? Caroline?"

"Oh, just fine Mr. Styles." I muttered, flatly. Mr. Styles walked over to my side and bend down so he could look at me in the eye.

"Don't be gloomy, here at New Direction high, we have fun everywhere." Mr. Styles smiled, squeezing my hand.

For the first time, I don't feel like slapping him silly. I nodded, still frozen. Okay, maybe I am developing a little crush on the teacher but it's all good because it's not like we're going to be together.

"Y-you have nice e-eyes!" I blurted out unexpectely, not even I knew I was going to say that. This is what I hate about myself, whenever I develop a crush on someone my idiot scale suddenly rises by the thousands.

Mr. Styles smirked, showing his dimples. Just as he was about to say something, a teacher in suspenders came into the room.

"Harreeeeh! Where's my phone!? One more prank call please! I promise it won't be Jack Wills this time!" The teacher with suspenders begged. They made prank calls!?

Mr. Styles stood up and smirked at him. "No can do Terrrrrrence. You almost got me banned there... Unless you give me back Molly!"

"I thought it was Dusty?"Apparently Terrrrrrence grinned, crossing his arms.

Mr. Styles took a step closer. "It depends which website you-"

"Okay, okay!" Caroline interrupted, going in between them. "Ahem. Harry, Louis, you can take this outside."

"Fine." Both of them said, exiting the room. Mr. Styles smiled at me, before leaving causing me to blush hard. AGAIN.

Once Caroline and I were alone, I pouted. "Aw, it was just getting interesting!"

Caroline shot me a cold look and crossed her arms. "Oh shut up." She scoffed rolling her eyes.

"But-"

"No buts, got it?" Caroline said harshly. She walked back to her desk and sat down, her arms still crossed.

What did I do?!

Caroline walked over to the whiteboard and wrote down the sentence,

I will not flirt with Harry

"Take out a sheet of paper and copy that sentence down, a hundred times. If you don't finish it by the end of detention you will see me again, tomorrow." Caroline hissed.

"But Ms. Flack I wasn't flirting with him!"

"What did I say about buts?" Caroline shot.

"No buts..." I frowned, looking down at my paper, begining to write 'I will not flirt with Harry' multiple times. 'Dont worry, I'm not scary!' my ass.