Izzy
"-baby baby baby oh! Like, baby baby baby no-oh! Like-"
I shut my alarm clock off and silently cursed myself for setting the ringtone as Justin Bieber's song. If anyone from school found out I listen to Justin Bieber, I'd be the laughing stock of the whole branch!
I yawned while stretching my arms and stood up from my messy bed. Wabbling to the washroom, I glanced at my mirror and almost screamed.
Right in front of me.. on my face.. was a zit! A huge, red zit!
Now that got me wide and awake.
I picked up my phone and hastily dialled Ashley's number. Never have I ever done something so fast.
"Hel-"
"Aaaaaaaahh!" I screamed.
"What?!" she yelled just as loud and I could imagine her panic filled face with her legs ready to run for my rescue.
But as she said that, a chorus of "Sshhhh" was heard in the backround.
"Are you in the library?"
"Well no I'm not. Now tell me why you screamed in my ear!"
"Well it's not exactly in your ear.. but Oh my god, Ashley!" I cried into the phone.
"What happened Izzy? I had to leave my studying session because of you so this better be important."
"I-I have a zit on my forehead!"
It was quiet on the line for a moment before she heavily sighed.
"Well, what are you going to do now?" she asked. Even though this most probally seemed like the stupid-est problem to her, she knows me and my obsession with looking flawless.
"I'm bunking school, duh!"
"Izzy you shouldn't-"
"Oh whatever," I interepted her.
"Now tell me who you were having this 'study session' with."
"Wha- oh. It-its nothing.. just some kid from school," she mumbled.
"Just some kid from school can't make you stutter like that. Now tell me, girl or boy?"
It seemed like she thought over it for a while before answering me.
"Boy."
"Oh my god!" I squealed.
"Is he hot?"
"Wha- I.. he's a senior. And we're just study buddies."
"Is he hot?" I repeated.
"His name is Niall Horan and.. yeah, I guess he's hot."
"Oh my- wait. Did you say Niall Horan?" I stopped mid sentence and dreaded her answer of my other question.
"Yeah so?"
"That good boy with good grades and a squeaky clean reputation? That nerd? Ugh, Ashley you're going to ruin my reputation if you're seen hanging out with him."
"First of all, he's very nice and so what if he has a squeaky clean reputation?" she firmly said and I mentally smacked myself for forgetting how she is when I insult people.
"Ash, I-"
"Whatever. I'll talk to you later, I gotta study. See ya' bye!" and she hung up on me. Dang, she must really like that boy.
I put my phone down, brushing my hair through my tangled hair and resumed going to the washroom, almost forgetting about my zit.
Almost.
"Mom! Start the car we're going to a skin doctor!"
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Yeah so I know this was short, sorry :p
But Im still tryna get a hang of it and dont want to rush this story.
Hope you still liked it, bye! :)
-Izza
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Just Can't Let Her Go
Fanfiction"One Day you're going to miss her chasing you. You're going to miss her nuisance. And you're gonna miss how much she cared." "And the point of this is?" "Drop that bottle, and go fucking chase after her." -Me and my other half- Monalizza productions...
