Michael Clifford {fan fic}

Chapter 1

July 18th, 2014.

"ELIZABETH! WAKE UP" my mother hollers from down stairs. I was not ready for this day. First day of being a senior. Ew. I'm so old. But I always loved putting my makeup on and getting ready. The first thing I do is climb down from my bed. I have a loft bed, so my bed is basically a bunk bed but instead of having a bottom bed, there is a built in desk. Any way them i drag myself down stairs for some breakfast.

I have a granola bar and bring some coffee upstairs and do my makeup. Not to heavy, I don't want to put on a bad impression. The I put on a silk blouse with some black skinny jeans. My hair is so stupid. So curly and ratty. I decide to straighten it and put a bow in that matches my shirt.

I get my back pack, purse, phone, sun glasses, and car keys and head downstairs. Out the door I go to the garage and get in my car. My stomach had butterflies cause I had forgotten half the stuff I learned from last year. But I'd get through it. I was just happy to see my friends.

*

As I walked in the door, I saw my best friends. Nicole and Zach. I feel like I hadn't seen them in ages. Even though I saw them last week at the park. We go every week and catch up. After we talk, we go to our lockers which were oddly very close to each other. I always carry my schedule with me for the first week of school, just so I remember everything.

'32-12-7' *click* I put everything in my locker accept my phone, purse, and my school books. I usually keep my purse in my locker, but I was that time of the month again.

"See ya Beth!" both Zach and Nicole yell to me.

"See you later losers!'' I yell back. It's what I call them. They don't mind.

Right as I close my locker, I turn around and bump into Michael. Be was that boy in school you always try to avoid. He always had that stupid grin on his face. To be honest, he isn't that bad looking. But I tried not to believe it. I know if I ever went out with him, he would end up hurting me. Not physically but mentally and stuff.

"Oh.. sorry. Beth right?'' He asked.

"Yea.. Michael right?" Even though I already knew.

"Yea. So what's your first class?'' He asked almost like he cared.

"Maloney. I'm so looking forward to it." I said sarcastically.

He chucked. Kind of cute like...

"Ha. Me too. I hear he is really strict."

" Yea me too. I just don't know where it is. My schedule says c103. But I can't find it."

"Ah who needs class. Lets skip"

"Are you kidding? On the first day? No way" I said kind of rudely I noticed after I said it.

"Well ya. Come on. Lets get outta here."

I really wanted to. I mean, he was cute, but he is a rock playing, leather wearing, punk boy. All of the sudden I felt something in my stomach I never have before. I have a crush on Michael Clifford. But I couldn't. But I did. He had cute frosty white hair, a plaid flannel on, and black ripped skinny jeans with leather boots. Ugh. He was actually really sweet.

"Ok. I guess just this once ill skip.'' I said with a little regret.

"Good. Lets go to the park."

It's a good thing I don't have a boyfriend. I felt like I wanted him to be my boyfriend. I bet he is a good kisser too. He was so sweet. And rumor has it he has a crush on me. I just hope that at the park, we get to know each other better.