Journey ☯

»2« The Daydream

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"Ms.Heart! What are you doing?!" My teacher called out, bringing me back to reality. "Oh, uhm, I was.. Studying the sky..??" I said in a question tone. Everyone stared at me, laughing.

"This is French class! Not cloud watching!" My teacher yelled. Huh? I thought I was in first period, this is 5th period. Ohhhkaaayyy.

"Uhm, uh, yeah.. Totally understand. I'm very sorry! continuer à enseigner" I said, telling her to continue to teach.

She smiled to herself, thinking she teaches good, when actually.. She doesn't. I'm studying at home so I could get good grades in this class. Our teacher in this class doesn't even teach.

Carrie nudged me, laughing silently. She's always happy. I love her. Her hair is light brown with aqua blue ends. It's really pretty. She has hazel eyes, that are really big.

She's really cute, although she's taller than me, I'm like the smallest girl here. Like 5'2. She's 5'3.

Every girl is like 5'4 and 5'3. I'm the only one that's 5'2. No joke. Anyways, I opened my notebook, and started writing stuff in French.

Then I got interrupted by the class bell, time for lunch. I slammed my notebook shut, and stood up. Grabbing by things, and waiting for Carrie. "Carrie! come on" I mumbled. She quickly ran over to me with a big smile on her face.

"Je dois donc vous dire quelque chose" Carrie said smiling wide. "Tell me" I giggled.

What she said, was, 'I so need to tell you something'.

The teacher smiled at us, for using French. We walked out, passing a few people and going to our lockers, putting our books and notebooks in and walking to the crowded cafeteria. We got in the snack bar line. I got a granola bar, with an apple. Carrie got the same thing. We sat down at a circle table. "Sooo...?" I asked.

"OMG! One Direction's new music video for You & I! it killed me!" she practically yelled. "Ugh! stop talking about them!" I said, rolling my eyes, taking a bite out of my apple.

She gasped loudly, placing her hand on her chest. "Casey! don't you dare say that! I cannot believe I'm bestfriends with a directionater!" she claimed.

"What's the difference between Directionater and a Directioner?" I asked. Taking a sip out of my water.

She gasped again, "What? I just don't see the difference" I murmured. "The. Difference. Is... A directionater is a hater and Directioner is a loving fan! totally opposite! how can you not see it?" she said. "I'm not a directionater, I don't hate them, I just don't like them as much as you do." I said, shrugging.

She shook her head. It was quite for a few minutes, till she gasped again. "Oh my gosh, look what I got!" she yelled, she lifted up her sweater, revealing a white tank top that says 'Crazy Mofos'. I raised an eyebrow. "So what? You got a white shirt with Crazy Mofos written on it?" I said again.

She stared at me wide eyed. "Oh, doesn't that cute blondie have like the same shirt?" I asked. She smiled, "yes! oh I got one for you too! since you like him!" she said.

"I don't exactly like him, I just think he's cute, that's all" I said again. "Whatever" she laughed. I rested my chin, in the palm of my hands staring at High School logo on the roof.

Wouldn't it be cool, if I could just.. Escape this place? Maybe go to ice cream land. That would be amazing. One Direction. Whoa, why the hell am I thinking about.. Them?

Harry Styles, eh? He's cool.. Just seems like a flirt. Zayn Malik, hm? I mean, he's cool also, just seems a bit obsessed with his hair.. I love Zerrie. They're cute.I really want ice cream rn.