"It's like Harry stabbed you in the back? What would you do?" Soumya asked Sierra Jones, completely mystified.
"I would probably say, 'OMG, Harry Styles just...touched me!'!" Sierra flips her hair. Rachel looks at her, while Rajee and Soumya laugh.
"Excuse me, Harry would probably stab me in the back. Not you!" Rachel huffs. This is one of the only topics Rachel and Sierra have argued about for years.
"Dream on, girl!" Sierra sasses, running her fingers through her own jet black hair. She looks disappointed.
"C'mon, Sierra, what is it?" Rajee asks while Soumya stole a fingerful of whipped cream from Sierra's cake. Tia made weird faces, while Stuti leaned in.
"No offense, but I really didn't get what I wanted for my birthday. You know, I wanted-" Sierra started mournfully.
"One Direction!!" Rajee, Soumya, and Rachel said at the same time, rolling there eyes. Then, as if magic, smoke foamed out of the cafeteria doors, and five band boys stepped out of the mist.
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Friends
FanfictionA book where a group of girls just can't decide- their friendship-or One Direction?!
