Their Teacher

Audition!

About a week and a half has past from when I found out the deep secret the five idiots that my life seems to keep getting back to has been revealed.

They were just hours away from showing the judges what they can do, and let's just say, they're not doing too well. You know what, enough sugarcoating, Harry's about to throw up, Zayn has been in the bathroom for god knows how long doing whatever in Gods name he is, Louis can't stop pacing and making really lame jokes, but we all still laugh to make him feel better, Niall looks like he's ready to pass out and maybe head on to another life, and Liam, he's pissed because his mom wouldn't let him wear his leather jacket.

Seriously, she wouldn't even let him get into line looking like a thug. But other than that, he's also really nervous and is somewhat a mix of the four others.

I really hope they make it, even as annoying as they are, I really want them to go all the way, and even further than that.

And not just so they can finally get out of my class.

The line shifted forward and everyone took their steps, getting just a little closer to being the next performers. I swear every time one of them even gets remotely closer, they piss their pants just a little. It's actually quite hilarious.

I'm surprised none of them have gone to change their pants yet. Who knows, maybe that's what Zayn is doing. Or maybe it's something else that will scar a child for life. This is why reading is bad for the mind, and should only be done by perverted people so they can laugh or snicker quietly to themselves and peasants can look at them weirdly, wondering what sort of thing they're reading.

But for children, it's the whole other way around! If the -poor- child gets caught laughing at the book, the parent will immediately be like 'oh no, my child is laughing I better check to make sure it's nothing horrible or traumatic! It's about a dog you say, well, better let me read ten pages before and after it to make sure it's just about a dog'

IF THERE ARE CHILDREN HERE, DO NOT EVEN LIE, THAT IS EXACTLY HOW YOUR PARENT(S) ARE/IS!!!!! YOU CANNOT HIDE THE TRUTH FROM ME!

Okay, so anyways, they boys are looking as pale as vampires. MAYBE THAT'S THEIR SECRET!! I have never seen them in sunlight! Well, except maybe now.... and when we were outside, and then that time where I let them work on math at my house.... Okay, so maybe they're not vampires, but it was a good guess.

As I was going to say, before my mind took over, (wait what?) was that I was going to say something to make them feel less nervous, -because I'm such a nice person- but then I got distracted and-

OH MY GOD THERE IS A SQUIRREL CROSSING THE STREET! STOP THE TRAFFIC! NO SERIOUSLY THE SQUIRREL IS GOING TO GET HU- oh.... umm... nevermind.

Rest in peace Mr. Cheeks.

"So you know you guys still have to do the book report, right?"

"What?" the cutie known as Niall Horan responded, utter confusion in his adorable blue eyes.

"Just because you're doing this-" I motioned around us."-doesn't mean you can just drop all homework."

The looks of horror they gave me had boosted my ego sky high. Okay, well maybe higher than that.

"How are we supposed to focus on this, and homework?!" Liam exclaimed, Karen popping up beside him with a stern look on her face, scaring the living daylights out of Liam when she spoke.

"You'll find a way." she snapped, giving Liam a hard look before smiling at the rest of us.

She walked back to the group of their mothers and instantly started talking again, as if she never left, and knew exactly what was going on. I can't even get to that level sometimes.