One Direction Adopted Me, The Rebel Teen

I hate it

School. School shopping, school books, school clothes, just school. I hate it. I hate it so much. But here I am school shopping with Louis. I sent Louis another glare as I walked out f the changing room in school uniform. A white button up blouse, a red and black plaid skirt that was meant to go down to my knees, black shoes and a blazer. It would be alright if the skirt was shorter, but it'll be fine, I'll change that. But it was just the whole school concept, anything to do with school I hate!

"Perfect!" The shop assistant said as I walked out. I glared at her too, she shut up immediately. The whole me going to school was dropped on me a week ago when I got home from Jason's.

"That looks great Beth." Louis said trying to hold in his giggles.

"Shut the fuck up Lou, it's ugly and I hate it." I said before storming back into the changing room and putting my normal clothes back on. We had tried the PE kit on and the normal uniform and I hated both. I walked out of the changing room and dumped the ball of clothes into Lou's hands before walking away towards the till. I ignored the small giggles coming from Louis' mouth put one of my headphones into my ear and started playing Black Veil Brides. After this we had to get shoes and notebooks and other school shit.

Instead of buying school shoes I convinced Lou to buy me black vans. He also bought me Nike air max and pink and blue foot ball boots. He also bought me a hot pink hockey stick, along with a hockey bag. He also bought me a new bag for school. I got loads of notebooks and pens and a pencil case and we were ready to go home.

We were showing the boys what we'd bought and they were all in fits of laughter apart from Liam when I showed them the skirt for school. Liam scowled when he saw my 'school shoes'.

"They are vans. The school doesn't allow canvas shoes, your going to have to get different ones."

"No time, Li. School starts tomorrow!" He just sighed and motioned us to carry on. The all shock their heads when they saw my hockey stick and bag. I scowled, pink is an amazing colour. I got my timetable given to me today by Liam who got it emailed from school. I had PE tomorrow, 5th period. I also had English 1st, History 2nd, Tech 3rd and maths 4th.

"Go to bed, I'll get you up at 7 tomorrow." I groaned but said goodnight and went upstairs. I showered tonight because I won't have time tomorrow morning. I shaved my legs and washed my hair before stepping out of the shower and wrapping myself in a towel. I walked back to my room and put on pink shorts and pink airy vest top. I climbed into my double bed that looked like the galaxy. And fell asleep.

THE NEXT DAY

"Bethany! Wake up! School!" I groaned but opened my eyes and rolled out of bed. Niall walked out of my room and I walked into my wardrobe and picked up my school uniform. I pulled my top on and did all the buttons up after putting taking my pyjamas off and putting my underwear on. I pulled the skirt on after glaring at it for a minute and pulled it up much further than my waist where it was mean to be and put a few rolls in it so it was a decent length and I would roll it up further when I got to school. I pulled my blazer on and some long socks before slipping on my shoes and walking over to my mirror. I checked my phone 7:10. We were leaving at 8. I put on foundation and simple eyeliner before applying mascara and filling my eyebrows in. I brushed my hair and straightened it before throwing it up into a simple ponytail. Since I got back from Jason's I got my hair dyed blonde. I picked my bag up and walked downstairs not before checking my phone, it was 7:50 and I put my PE kit into my bag as well as my trainers. Niall was dropping me off at school and of course if anything I was going to make us arrive late. I don't want to arrive early. Who do you think I am? We ended up leaving at 8:05.

The school looked shit. As soon as Niall left I rolled my skirt up further and shoved my blazer into my bag. That bullshit about on your first day at school everyone looks at you is bullshit. No one knows there's going to be a new kid and even if they did they don't know who you are or what you look like. I walked to the front entrance and asked where my form room was. It was upstairs in one of the geography rooms. I was told it was on the third floor. That's a lot of stairs. I got up all the stairs and walked into my form room. I was told what number it was, 29. I was late.