Things Happen For a Reason

'Lesly's POV'

"Bye see you around school" I smile at Angie.

All she did was smile.

Well fuck her too then...

Angie and I have been close friends since Pre-k. Well that's what they say... Because to me we're more like sisters. Who am I kidding? We ARE sisters.

Angie is gorgeous. She might not be the thinnest girl in school but she sure has a smile, and personality that can cheer up the whole world especially with her two deep dimples. She has light brown eyes, curly brown hair, and her glasses make her look adorable.

I have dark brown eyes, black curly hair with brown highlights, I'm not pretty but I'm also not ugly. I guess? I'm the one that spends hours getting ready for a party.

While Angie only has to do her hair, add foundation, and apply lip-gloss.

We're not exactly what you call 'Popular' but we know alot of people.

I walk over to my first period class.

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"Hey SEXAY!" I smile at Angie as I leave my tray on the table.

"Hey Fine ass" She smiles at me.

I sit down next to her.

"So... I forgot to ask you... Did your parents let you come to the CONCERT?!" I sing the concert part and Grin.

"No..." She admits. My oh so big smile is now a frown. "Just kidding! They did!" She smiles at me.

"Oh my god! YAY! We're gonna meet ONE DIRECTION!" I almost yell. I get a couple of stares from other people around us. I flip them off.

I mean it's not my fault their life is pointless and lame. While mine is crazy and exciting!

By doing that I got more stares...

God. I hate people.

I notice Angie smile. I frown. This bitch is making fun of me!

I notice someone at the corner of my eye. I smirk.

"Ahem" I clear my throat.

Angie gives me death glares. She noticed at what I was clearing my throat at.

Santiago, Santiago's Angie's crush. Her and I berly notice boys. But in a while we do like one or two boys.

He gives Angie a quick smile. She pretends to not notice him.

This girl is so hard headed!

"God Angie... Stop it!" I groan.

"Stop what?" She asks.

"Stop ignoring the poor guy... Have some hope... He likes you back" I beggin to eat my chicken nugget. "Well... Maybe?"

"Exactly! I don't even know if he does like me" She looks down at her food sad.

"I will find out! Even though he thinks I'm weird" I smile at her. She lets out a small laugh.

Santiago thinks I'm weird because one day... I was in the hallway and I was playing with a string of my hair. And I sniffed it. Yes I sniffed it! God! I know... It's weird. And when I looked back and David was behind me giving me weird stares which caused me to laugh.

"I still-" I cut her off.

"Just shut up!" I roll my eyes.

We spent the rest of lunch arguing about it.

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I met up with Angie after school of course today was the day of our LIFES! We are gonna meet One direction!

"I wanna do your makeup!" I whine.

"No" Angie shakes her head.

"Please?" I plead.

"No" she says walking towards her restroom.

"Pretty PLEASE?" I whine. Again.

"I said No" She locks the door.

"Fine... But don't steal Niall's food and throw at me when I tell him you have STD's... Or steal Harry's shoe AND throw it at me when I tell Harry you like to sleep with celebrities" I smirk knowing she can't see me.

"THAT'S NOT TRUE!" She slams the bathroom door open.

"Well let me do your makeup" I give her my little girl smile.

"Fine... But don't put that glittery shit all over my eyes, or that crap that makes skin look like snookie's" She accepts.

"YAY! And No I will not make you wear eye shadow, or bronzer to make you look like snookie. And I don't even wear that shit" I laugh at the thought of a snookie with glasses.

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After a couple of "AAAH"s or "DON'T FUCKING POKE MY EYE OR I'LL KILL YOU!"s I was done

I did her eyeliner thin since she has small eyes and she wears glasses, a thin coat of foundation, pink lip-gloss, and mascara. I was lucky she let me straighten her hair. she hates it.

"Come on!" She rushes out the door.

"Look at me! I look like I just woke UP!" I roll my eyes.

"Oh... Yea" She rushes out the restroom.

"Gotta love her!" I weak smile.

"I HURD THAT!" She yells.

I smile at her dumbass.

Okay... So I did take time on myself... It's not that I didn't really care about Angie's makeup it was because she refused to actually agree on over doing it a bit.

I did my eyeliner thick and winged, I added foundation, a palish pink lip gloss, mascara, and pencil eyeliner on my waterline.

I didn't feel like doing my hair so I just let it alone making all my loose curls show.

I walk out the bathroom and see Angie in a Aero shirt and some shorts.

"NO! NO! And MOTHER FUCKING NO!" I yell at her.

"What?" She looks at me lost.

"Look at what you're wearing! You need..." I walk into her closet.

I find a pretty cute tank top, and skinny jeans. Angie isn't much of a dress kind of person.

I am.

"Here" I hand it to her.

"I'm not wearing this" She widens her eyes.

"Oh yes you are" I argue.

"No I'm not" She argues back.

"You want Harry to kiss you? Then WEAR THIS!"

"No I'm not wearing this!" She denies.

"Fine... Just remember! If Harry or Niall don't kiss you tonight! Don't bla-" I stop when I see her grab the clothes an walk to the restroom."Great decision you made there!"

I look in my bag and find my dress, it was a black dress 5 inches above my knees atleast. It fit me tight enough to show my curves, but loose enough to not make me look like a slut. My shoes... Let's just say don't go with a dress like this, but I don't really like heels so I chose black converse.

Angie comes out the restroom with her clothes on. I widen my eyes. She looked gorgeous enough to get a guy laid.

"YOUR SHOES!" I rush in her closet.I find some black flats, she's not a fan of heels either."Here" I hand them to her.

"Are you ready?" She asks.

"I'm more than ready" I smirk.

"Well let's go!" She smiles and hurries out the door.

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Next chapter is gonna be Angie's POV.