These guys are still bullying me. They punch me and trip me up. I have bruises all over my arms. Its coming summer, so I can't keep wearing hoodies to cover them up. Its been happening for a month and I still have not told Chloe.
"Hey Clifford," I hear Gerard wave.
"Hang on, Bryce. Gerard dies his hair, no offence Gerard you're amazing. But why don't you pick on him?"
Bryce sighs. "Because he's in a band that people like. I'm not a fan myself, I'm more into Avicii and that,"
"I'm in a band. I bet people would like us," I raise my eyebrow.
Gerard puts his hand on my shoulder, "they're really good,"
"Thanks Gerard," I grin.
"Go on then, its the school contest. Enter," Bryce glares at me.
"We will. You just watch us win,"
"Whats the name?"
"5 Seconds Of Summer. I like the name, everyone else does in the band so before you say anything, keep your hole shut," I snap.
"Good luck on winning," Bryce laughs.
I find Luke, Ash and Cal and tell them.
"They ain't getting away with it Mike, I'm in," Luke smiles.
"Yeah. Sounds like fun," Ash smiles.
"Cal?" I ask nervously.
"LETS PLAY SOME SHIT!" Cal shouts. We laugh and go to our music lesson, Chloe is with Sally and Heather.
"Hello ladies," Ashton wiggles his eyebrows and gives Heather a hug. Sally hugs Luke and Chloe hugs me. But Chloe feels mean and then hugs Cal too.
"So, we are gonna enter the Harvard Singing Contest. We need to write a good song," Ash purses his lips, "Mikey, whats that song you wrote. Er, Try Hard. Yeah, we could use that. And Wrapped Around Your Finger. You wrote that too, we'll use them."
I nod. "Yeah, sounds good. Come on guys lets practice. Girls, audience. We need you to judge us," I smile.
"Sure," Sally shrugs and Heather and Chloe nod.
We get practicing. We sang Try Hard three times and Wrapped Around Your Finger.
"Chloe, your so lucky your 18. I can't do anything. I wish that I was 18," Luke sighs out of no where.
"18? I wish that I was 18? Hmm. Luke that sounds good," I think for a second, "Luke, lets go and write that and see if we can make a new song."
Chloe's POV
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Its been two days and the song 18 is nearly finished. It sounds really good.
"This is a contest one," Michael kept saying. We all thought it too. They had three songs to preform.
It was the night of the contest and Michael was in his room. I knock.
"Mikey?" I ask.
"Go away," he mumbles.
"Michael," I say again.
"Its nothing I'm just scared," he raises his voice.
"Right, pack it in. Theres something else. Your not homesick. Its something at school. Mikey," I sigh, opening his door.
"Go away!" he yells, he's clearly been crying his eyes out.
"Michael for gods sake what is it, please?" I beg. I see that he has a t shirt on which I haven't seen him in in a top alone before. He's gazing at the ceiling, looking like Lilo from Lilo and Stitch when she tells her sister to leave her to die. Then I notice his arms.
