The Bad, The Good (One Direction) Short Story

Chapter 1

"Ariana!" My mom screams from downstairs. "Get up!"

I lift my head from my pillow and yell back, "No! I have the right and freedom to sleep! It's America." Lame excuse.

"I swear Ariana, if I have to come up there and--" I hear her footsteps coming closer and closer to my door. I cut her off immediately.

"I'm up!" I yell and jump out of bed. Her footsteps faint into the distance. Here's the thing about my mom... COOLEST MOM EVER!! If you are really sweet and do what she says, she's like pooh-bear and might even share her honey. But if you are a back talking sassy mouth who has to have the last word... then my mom is the grime reaper... on Friday the 13th... with a ax instead of a torch.

I get dressed into my normal oufit choice. Skinny jeans, black boots, cute summer top, and black gloves. Wondering about my style? Well, it's a combination between cute and casual with rocker chick. I get it from my friends at school... who are actually sworn enimies.

I swing my backpack over my shoulder while running downstairs. I take an apple and run out the door to the car that was waiting for me. The bads were picking me up today. What are the bads? You might ask. Everybody says that each story has two sides. Well in my case, there's three. The goods, dirty Blondles sweetie pies that are just so adorable. The bads, dark haired girls with bad grades and quite an additude. And then there's the third, me. I'm friends with the goods and the bads. That gives me a bigger personality. But the goods and bads well... you can tell by their labels that they're not really friendly with eachother.

"Hey Ariana. Get in the back. It's Victoria's turn in the front." Selena says as she gestures to the back seat. Selena and Victoria were the badest of the bad. They were mean, but in an awesome way. Selfish, but not to me... so that's not my problem. And greedy, oh so greedy. They could sell you a used Q-tip for $13.00. They had skills.

"Turn up some music." Victoria says to Selena.

"Do it yourself." Selena replies.

"Don't you want to listen to music?"

"Yes."

"So turn it up."

"You brought it up."

"Yes... but you agreed to it."

"I hate you." Selena says as she turns up some music.

--at the ground it ain't hard to tell you don't know uh oh you don't know you're--

--is oversized. I took the high road as I should.

Selena changed the music from some up-beat song to one of my favorites, 50 ways to say goodbye. I'm not even why I like this song... but I do. "Hey, what was that other song?" I ask Victoria.

"Oh. It's just some song that all those girly-girls like. Honestly, I don't think you would like them that much." She answers. It's true, I'm not really into up-beat songs. I perfer Ed Sheeran's 'The A Team'. Or Cher Lloyd's 'Want U Back'. That song is not upbeat. It's close to being upbeat... but it's not. I continue to listen to the radio.

She was caught in a mudslide

Eaten by a lion

Got ran over by a stupid purple Sion

Help me! Help me! I'm not good at good--

"We're here!" Selena yells as she turns off the radio. "We're at this jail cell of death of which they call school." I laugh a little and step out of the car. Why hello wise prison holder! How are you? We all walk in together. They soon leave when they see the goods coming.

"Hello Ariana. How you doing?" Jenntte asks me from my right. I look to my left and see Bridget. She gives me a slight wave and smiles. Jeannette and Bridget are the goodest of good. They are caring, I mean like super caring. Like... words cant explain it. They're giving, and I'm a taker so everything works out fine. And they are super sweet, like candy! Except I haven't eaten candy in years and I therefore do not know what it tastes like. But a lot of people say it's sweet. So I believe them.

"I'm great Jeannette. How about you?" I ask not really interested at all but still want to hear just in case there's anything important.

"Totally awesome!" She squeals. Why? Oh well. I should bring Bridgit into the conversation so she doesn't get lonely like that.

"And you Bridgit?" I turn to my left to give the fact that I'm talking to her.

"I'm gre-- Oh my goodness! I love your shirt! Where did you get that? I'm going to have to borrow that sometime." She takes my shirt and examines it lifting it up. Everybody is walking by and staring. Boys whistle and howl. I know what this looks like. Bridgit looks like she's a lesbian. While I just stand there with my shirt half off.

"Could you please put down the shirt?" I ask. I said please so now she has to. She does so and apologizes. "It's fine! Really! Guys dig lesbians!" I say cheering her up.

"Ew! Why?"asks Jennette asks disgusted.

"They think that girl on girl action is super sexy." I say and pop a piece of popcorn into my mouth.

"That's disgusting! Can I have some?" Jennette asks. Bridgit also pleads to have some. Like I said before, I'm a taker not a giver but they were pleading. So I gave them each two. They pout at first but then became very happy because, hey, at least you got some. "So Ariana?"

"Yes Jennette?" I ask popping another one into my mouth. Honestly, if I had to be popcorn, I would be the buttery one. I don't know why... but I just love those ones.

"Me and Jennette were wondering if you wanted to go a One Direction signing with us tonight." Bridgit asks/says/chokes on popcorn. What's One Direction? Is it a zoo? A person? A famous bubble?

"What the heck is One Direction?" I ask them. They gasp dramatically. They didn't breath for, and I swear, two and a half minutes.

"You don't know of the sacred One Direction?" Bridgit asks.

"No I don't. But if I say yes, will you two start breathing again?" I ask.

"Deal!" Jennette yells. Everybody looks at us. This must look weird. First we're lesbians and now we're making a deal... hmm. "Oh look. The bads are coming this way. See you tonight Ariana." I wave them goodbye and they leave out of sight.

"What up bi***?" Victoria asks.

"Nothing much. You two?" I ask.

"Nothing important." Selena answers for both of them.

"Well I have a question." I say to them.

"I will give you a five word description of whatever you need to know." Victoria says.

"Okay. What is One Direction?" I ask.

"Some British dudes who sing." That was Selena's five word description.

"A five guy gay boyband." Victoria says. Alright... there's five boys who can sing and are in a boyband that is British and gay.

"Hey, will you guys come with me to a One Direction signing with me and the goods?" I ask.

"Ew! No way!" Selena guards herself with her hands.

"That was over the line." Victoria states.

"Come on guys! Please! I will give you... a new pair of boots with crazy socks and if you say yes now, ill give you the rest of his popcorn." I say.

They look at eachother and have a conversation with their eyes. "Okay. We'll come. But for you. If i have to touch either the goods or those gay musicians... i will kill you." Selena naarrows her eyes.

"I feel the love." Victoria grins.

"I love you too." I hug Selena and we're off to class. Great... exactly how I want to spend my Friday night. Watching my friends get signitures from five random guys who are gay. Perfect.