Peyton's P.O.V
I went to go punch her when Harry and Zayn grabbed my arms.
"Look, Peyton, I don't care if you think your real strong but I won't let you punch my friend. So back off." Zayn said.
"Look, Mr. Brampton Bad Boy-"
"Brampton isn't even where I'm from, I'm from-"
"Dumb Hairshire?"
"What?No!"
"Anyways, Look Mr Dumb hairshire bad boy, but your just another arrogant asshole who thinks they can control me. But you can't. Your friend over there called me a psychopath, which I wasn't going to take, so i punched her allright?"
"You are a Psycho," Zayn said narrowing his eyes at me.
"Oh well... in that case, somebody gonna get a hurt real bad, and it won't be me," I replied before punching him.
"What makes you think your so strong?" Zayn asked holding his jaw.
"What makes me so strong?" I asked him smirking, "Well, lemme tell you that I'm strong cuz I have kept years worth of tears and fears inside of me, burried deep withen the depth of my rotten soul, I stopped taking bullshit years ago and I am real, I'm not a phony who cakes her face with makeup because it makes me feel beautiful. And you, Miss. All britain dream, I wear these clothes cause I like them, they make me feel like I'm me, just like you wearing those clothes makes you feel like you. You are Miss.Popular, I'm the girl in the shadows who only steps into the arena when threatened, okay?"
With that speech I shoved Zayn off of me. "Peace out Bitches," I said before walking off to my room. As I passed Danielle I threatningly stomped my foot in front of her and she shrieked. "Still got it,"
Adabelle's P.O.V
What the hell was that?! I was so confused.
"Page!" Joey yelled after her. But Page didn't turn around instead she flipped Joey the bird and yelled out "Your a bandwagnor Smith! You've changed sides, but that's allright, I play solo and I can be alive without your pity,"
I turned and looked at Joey's hurt expression, Danielle's broken nose and Zayn's bruised jaw.
"Damn that girl always leaves a gift, eh?" I asked to no one in particular.
"Why the hell are you friends with that psychopath?!!" Danielle asked.
I chuckled, "There you go with that word again, listen buddy guy, lets get one thing straight, shes not a psychopath... sure she acts like my personal joker sometimes but that's only to help get through the day. When she was in Africa for a year last year, it hurt like hell, cuz no one was there to help me smile. She acts that way because it makes us laugh to see her that crazy. She's carefree not psycho, she doesn't care if she gets embarresed as long as it makes us laugh." I said pacing back and forth.
"She shouldn't have punched Danielle though..." Joey muttered.
"Oh shut up Joanne. You realy have switched teams on her. As long as it's all laugh at Page, it's funny. you'll laugh a long but as soon as it gets to Page protecting herself you go haywire. Your only saying this because you want a famous boyfriend and blaming Page seems to put you in the safe side. Well go ahead but today I found out who's real and whos a fucking fake." I said before walking off to my room.
"Oh but before I go, let me remind you all, everyone has problems, but not everyone forgets theirs for someone else." I said turning around.
"We understand that she's troubled but why did she have to do that?" Liam asked.
I impatiently rubbed at my forhead before saying "If you don't get it allready, you probably never will." I said throwing my hands up.
