Journey ☯

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Casey's P.O.V.

"Tell me again, when are they coming here?" I asked confused.

"Ugh! April!"

"Uhm, did you forget we have exams coming soon? We NEED to study, don't you know that?" I asked again.

"Caseyyyy!" Carrie whined, picking up a carrot and throwing it at me. "It's One Direction we're talking about! We have to see them! Pleaseee!!"

"Carrie, there's other days. It's not the end of the world. C'mon, and this is exams we're talking about aswell! We have to pass, then we can go to college and get our own apartment we've been dreaming of since the 5th grade! Remember?" I argued.

"Fine! I give up. Only because I can't wait to decorate our apartment! Time flies babe."

"I know that" I laughed. "I promise, we'll see them sometime next year, where we're more settle and won't have to worry about our parents, right? And we could come home late and not worry about a curfew." I said.

Carrie giggled then nodded. "Alright." She gave in. "Let's go."

I nodded. I grabbed my plastic tray and threw it in the trash can followed by Carrie, I looked back at her, she gave me a wink and walked the other direction. I turned around, only to have myself collide with another. "I'm SO sorry!" I said.

"Heart." The voice said. "What did I tell you?" She asked, Sasha. I rolled my eyes and pushed past her walking away, then having my wrist get pulled back making me spin around. The feeling a sharp pain on my cheek.

My hand flew up and touched my cheek, looking up at Sasha, and her ugly smirking face. "You did not just do that.." I mumbled. "Oh! But you see, I did." She laughed.

"I'm sorry." I sighed. "You better be, bitch." She murmured. "Oh not about that!" I claimed. "About this." I said. Before my fist came in contact with her jaw, making her stumble back. "Casey Heart! My office now!" The principal screamed. I rolled my eyes and pushed past everyone.

"Casey!" Carrie yelled. "What the fuck happened?!" She added. "I'll tell you later." I mumbled making my way to the office.

"YOU DO REALIZE THIS COULD AFFECT YOUR APPLICATION FOR UNI!" The principal yelled, pacing back and forth in the room.

I shifted a bit in my seat. "Hey! I didn't start it, your daughter slapped me." I laughed, bitterly.

"Ignore it!"

"Erm, how can I ignore a slap? Pft, c'mon think Marty" I laughed again, using his weird first name.

"Don't use my first name." He growled.

I put my hands up in defense. "I'm divergent; I can't be controlled" I smirked. "This isn't a joke Heart, take this seriously!"

"Okayyy..." I gave in, "What's the punishment, dude?" I asked, smirking a little.

"I'm calling your mom, you have two weeks of detention! I can't believe this, school is almost done!" He claimed.

"Ha! Yeah I know, I'm excited to leave this hellhole. arrivederci, au revoir, despedida, sayõnara, goodbye" I laughed, bitterly. I waved at him walking out the room.

"Damn! You little trouble maker!" Carrie chuckled, as I walked out the door.

Louis' P.O.V.

"So any girlfriends?" The interviewer asked. I don't understand why they bring up our relationships, I mean, don't you people wanna ask about our album and stuff. Like why always the relationship.